Fresh off the Train in a new World[Open]

He was rather surprised by the lot of what happened in the past few seconds. To reflect upon this, he would split this up in his mind, so as to put them into thoughts that could be coherent. That was the best way for him to handle it, otherwise he would lose his mind trying to put together what happened when and where. This situation was rather surprising for multiple reasons, and as such, he would go over them piece by piece. This way he could possibly remove the blush on his face with out hopefully anyone noticing.

First, Hono hugged him, and was rather soft. That was not enough for him to have a noticeable blush, but he had seen what the digimon had done, and as such to prevent any kind of outburst, he turned his head away so as not to notice it. On top of that, he noticed how soft she was, and really did not want to think about that. He had some thoughts about his imouto at that, but purged them, he could handle those when the time came. For now, Hono was the thing he needed to focus on, and that hug had caught him off guard. "The answer you are looking for, is group, since we are not big enough to be an organization, and our goals are not set up enough for other names such as party." he would explain, while trying to hide the blush he had.

Second thing, was the parent thing. "I am sorry to hear that, I did not want to assume in any way about your parent situation, but as long as your parental situation is positive." he would say, adjusting a strand of hair. He really did not want to continue on that subject, especially with his mind frazzled. "It could be worse, it could be that your parents do not even validate one of their children." he would mutter, thinking about his imouto-chan. He would prove to them that she exists.

Finally the hard part. "We shall know her, because she and I will know each other," he would say, though a darkness hidden behind his goggles. "She and I have not lived together since we were young, but I know she was obsessed with me, and I was protective of her." he would explain. "She is younger than I am, but that is all I really can divulge for now." he would add, but was rather quiet in how he spoke. He did not want to admit he did not have a clear memory of how she appeared, just remembered that he was obsessive over her and wanting to have her back. "I hope she has been safe." he would add. For all he knew, she could be a digimon. Or a Clone, an alternate universe version of himself, an alternate personality, any number of things, but actively, he wanted to believe she actually existed. He would not be able to prove it to her yet though, and would not divulge that he could not.

The boy looked over at the girl, and listened, he tried to avoid blushing again, and this time managed to avoid it. When she started to tear up, he felt at a loss, but noticing what her partner did, he would join in, by giving her a hug, quick though, not wanting to make it awkward. "It is alright, as your partner said, your father was a jerk, he does not deserve a daughter like you." he would state, his smile cold. He really did not like when parents were detrimental to their children, it was why his sister was lost to him.

He wanted to distract her though. "Maybe we should go look for something interesting, maybe a center for knowledge? Possibly a place for learning about the currency of this world?" he suggested, awkwardly. He really was not used to dealing with people outside of academic research. He had been hidden from people for a while. He needed to find ways to make himself more personable anyways. Still, maybe Hono would make that a possibility. She seemed like the social type, so might be able to help him by her presence alone. He would let his smile warm up a little, so as to try to remind her that he was friendly.

He looked down the street either way. This was a Market section, outside the train station. He could wander, though he really was hoping to meet up with the professor. Still, if the professor and him shared traits, the professor probably had his nose in a book right now, or was discussing information with someone. Maybe a school would be a good place to look? Did digimon have schools here? He did not know, maybe instead a center for knowledge like a library would be more viable? Then a Library would be better.

He would gently grab her hand. "Do you know of any place you would like to look? Any information you might want?" he would ask, concerned for her. He wanted to make sure to lighten her mood, this way she can move on and be happy, but he would not tell her to move on. She would need to resolve her feelings herself to be healthy and truly happy. So he would try to prove to her that he was there for her. It was honestly the way of things.

"Who knows, but we will not find out by standing here." he would state, as with a smile, he would start walking along the path back the way he came from initially, he thought he saw a library in one of the other directions. He would lead the way for the duo, looking for openings for them to ask the digimon and or potential tamers they came across. He would look for information centers, in the hope of gathering information there, but knew that the library would likely be the one that he would need to get to. "We might find all sorts of information, we just have to get there." He would add, after they had walked a little bit.

He really did not know what else to do. The need for information, and the further questions that had been added only made it more pressing. How does one cope with the need for information at a time like this? He did not know of anything else but to seek. Still, the cute girl and her digimon would have to follow if they did not want to lose him, so he made sure to stop when they stopped, and move only as long as they could keep site on him. He did not let himself get distracted by digimon that he might like to study, like a giant walking robot with long multi jointed arms(Mekanorimon), instead he would focus on the goal for now.

As they got closer to the library, he suddenly realized that the professor was more than likely in there, and as such closed his eyes for a moment, and pulled his goggles up, before opening them in that little way he does that prevent them from looking like they are opened. "Who knows, we might find the Professor here." he would muse, as he would smile back at the duo following him. He just had to go in now, and ask about using the library for its proper use.

This should be useful to him, but would it be useful to Hono and her partner? She could only hope so. If he was to be traveling through this world, he might need more than just the professor, and their collective knowledge and intellect to survive. So with that, he would verify that the pinkette and the furball were following, before he would push through into the library, waiting to see the images that were waiting beyond.