Draconic Guidance [Ophelia]

Ophelia pouted a hair at Ryouta evading the question - though... It wasn't like she was left to pout for too long - instead admiring the sheer size of the building, let alone how it seemed almost distinct from anything else in the city. She'd follow Ryouta out of the Grandlocomon, and would be close to his side as they approached the front entrance to the building - and that's when she'd notice the badge that he took out, and how it seemed to act as a key. And beyond the door...

... she'd see the entrance hall. Ophelia would gaze around with noticeable curiosity, sniffing the air and taking in all of the new scents, both fresh and stale, of the people that must live here. All the whilst, she'd listen to Ryouta explain which way everything went - with the staircases, and the hall ahead. Though... Ophelia took a second, when Ryouta mentioned the wings. "... Why ladies on one side?" She'd ask - glancing to Ryouta. That seemed a little weird to her. "What if someone's not a guy or a girl?"

Given that digimon were essentially data, nothing really 'biological' to them, even if one appeared feminine or masculine - they could still go any way, really, and there was no real difference either beyond preference - that's what she understood. She didn't understand that humans' had a greater distinction between male and female, both in regards to male/female/intersex with sex and male/female/other with gender. So, as she saw, the division seemed a little silly. Especially considering if a digimon was neither, then the division probably went out the window completely, right?

Nonetheless though, as they talked, she'd follow his directions to make for the eastern wing - sniffing the air all the same as she took in all the scents her sensitive little nose could pick up on.

Initially, the explanation was enough for Ophelia, that it had to do with humans - and it being inappropriate for humans who weren't intimate to see each other in fewer clothes than usual, though... This didn't answer her question completely, either. She couldn't help but wonder further now, of just why boys and girls were more okay seeing others of the same gender, as opposed to the other gender. She didn't actually realize that humans were built differently from each other, based on sex - seeing as Ryouta was the only human she knew. It also seemed like a hard question for Ryouta though, so Ophelia was debating keeping this question to herself for now.

Either way, Ophelia came to a single conclusion: Humans were cool, but they were also very confusing!

So instead of questioning it further, and risking making Ryouta even more uncomfortable, she'd simply make her way to the girls' wing, gazing around at the different rooms. She could note the different scents of the occupied ones - the scents, both new and old, of the residents from this side of the base. There were so many strange scents that she wasn't familiar with though - of different types of digimon, and of what she guessed to be more humans - it was all super curious to her! She couldn't wait to meet these people and memorize their scents; there was something comforting about being able to fit a smell to the face of a friend.

Nonetheless though, she'd peer to one of the rooms that lacked any real apparent scent - lingering before the door. She guessed that this one was empty, from said lack of scent - so she could, for all intents and purposes, pick this room. Though, at the same time, she couldn't help but hesitate a little - feeling unsure of settling down quite so soon, after having left the den... Something about it just sort of... Felt off to her. It even made her feel a tiny bit homesick, and very much made her feel indecisive and hesitant - which wasn't a usual feeling for her, with her tendencies for impulse and passion.

"... ..."

"... Do I need to pick a room?"

Ophelia would indeed take time, given how little she knew of humans; even compared to the common civilized digimon. It probably didn't help that she was just a kid, too; with the unerring curiosity and excitement that came with it. At least she wasn't asking any more weird questions for now, though.

In the meantime, came the problem of the rooms, though. Ophelia frowned a little further at Valt and Ryouta's conversation - they didn't really get it, did they? Not to mention them talking like she was going to attack anyone who entered the room - she certainly wouldn't like people wandering into her 'territory' without her permission, but she wouldn't attack friends! But...

... Even all that aside, she wasn't sure if she felt ready to settle down elsewhere. "It's just..." She'd begun- her hesitance and uncertainty creeping into her tone. "... I don't... know if I want a new den, or a new territory. Home is in the mountains, snuggled up with Mom and Dad and Cassie and Laertes where it's warm and toasty and cozy and safe. Home is everyone's scents lingering in the den, all mixed together so it's like one big smell of Family. This just is sort of, like..."

Ophelia frowned a little more deeply, scratching at her upper arm, just under her pauldron, as she glanced to the plaques on the doors to Karin and Freya's room - mumbling "... I don't know if this is home for me. This is... Weird. Different. It doesn't smell like family, there's no one to cuddle up to...

... It'd just be me. And it'd feel like I'd really be leaving everyone back home behind."

Ophelia relaxed a little at it being her choice if she didn't want to use it. She was a little worried about, well, taking up space at first - but so many rooms, and just for the girls... She figured that it'd be some time before space ever became an issue. Maybe she could keep stuff she finds while she runs around in here? Without cluttering up her family's den n such. She was still a little unsure; she still disliked the idea of calling someplace else 'home', but... Still. Being welcome here was enough for her. "Maybe... I'm not sure if my siblings would want to leave home yet, though." Ophelia commented, thoughtful. "I kinda grew up faster than them,"

But then came the subject of roommates; oh yeah, this room did have neighbors... Ophelia would peer to the door to Karin's room, wondering who the person inside might be like - they did smell like a human... And indeed, they seemed to have a feminine voice, too, when she could pick up Karin speaking from the other side of the door. Ophelia would perk up a bit as the door finally opened to reveal the girl in question - she looked a lot different from Ryouta! Were humans pretty varied, then? She appeared pretty tired though, which made her wonder if Karin was, well, taking a catnap when Ryouta had knocked.

Either way, at Ryouta introducing Ophelia, she'd smile and wave a little, chirping "Heya!" to Karin... At least until Karin began to grow oddly enthusiastic. Ophelia's tail would stiffen slightly, and she'd tilt her head one way - ears twitching back just a hair. She was... Unsure, at first - but... She'd quietly glance to Ryouta and Valt for at least some form of a-ok, just to make sure that everything was okay before she went thru with this.

Assuming that she was given some reassurance that this was normal behavior though, and that Karin wasn't about to do anything weird, Ophelia would quickly relax; "Sure, I'd like to get to know ya a bit first before we do the whole damn connecting doors thing, though." She'd remark, taking up Karin's invitation and entering Karin's room.

With Ryouta's reassurance over Karin, Ophelia seemed to relax pretty quick around the enthusiast that was Karin. "Oh... Okay!" So she just... Really liked cat digimon? Frankly, Ophelia found it maybe a bit odd - and Karin maybe a little strange by extension - but if Ryouta learned to brush like that from her, then she must know her way around cat digimon! And humans thus far have been nice, so Ophelia was willing to warm up to Karin quite easily.

As she was invited into Karin's room, the floral scent of the roses and the potpourri were the two things that she noticed first - even if the main scent was the roses, she could pick up both with her sensitive nose. Another digimon's faint scent as well - she guessed from the connecting door that she could notice on one side of the room; was that Karin's partner, like how Valt and Ryouta were partners? It made sense to her - and that was the room that read Freya, yeah? Was Freya a cat digimon then, too?

Well... Either way, the room was filled with cozy things, from cat-shaped pillows, to a music player, a soft carpet, and a comfy-looking bed... Ophelia's ears twitched as she plopped down next to one of the cat pillows that were scattered about the room, on the carpet. This pillow didn't look like any real cat digimon she knew about - it sort of looked like a Gatomon, but it lacked the distinctive ears, gloves, and the such. She also noted the other furniture and belongings - the dresser, the guitar... She'd tilt her head a little at the guitar for a moment, peering to it curiously, but would eventually switch her attention to Karin and Ryouta.

"... Your room's pretty cozy," Ophelia would decide with a smile; it was a homely looking little den! And these belongings probably said a bunch about Karin, too, even if she didn't entirely get everything. Like the potpourri and roses, for one - they did smell nice, but wouldn't it also down out the homey-family smell, too? Either way though, was curious too - she'd show the pillow to Ryouta and Karin though, mentioning "I've never seen a Gatomon like this before, though!"

... It seemed she wasn't familiar with human animals.

So this pillow wasn't a Gatomon? Ophelia would stare at the pillow quizzically, tilting it one way and then the other, at least.. Until Ryouta spoke up about said pillow. It looked a bit like one! But it made sense if it wasn't actually a Gatomon, too; it was missing a lot of the key details most Gatomon had. And there were beings besides humans that looked like this...?

As Karin took out her D-Nexus to show Ophelia photos of cats, she would perk up and peer to it curiously. They were like small, lithe-looking Gatomon, Mikemon, and Meicoomon! And to hear about 'animals'... so they were like the fish and whatnot Digimon sometimes would hunt or live alongside, or like other Digimon but less smart? Ophelia quirked her lips a bit in curiosity, but decided "I suppose it makes sense... The world you guys live in can't be JUST humans, right?" And what Karin liked was cats in general, not just cat-digimon, which made sense too - she likes digimon like Gatomon because they happen to resemble cats, too. "I wonder why cats look so much like us..." She'd wonder to herself, out loud.

Ophelia hummed to herself as she glanced down at the cat pillow in her arms; before deciding to simply snuggle up to it - her tail swishing as she purred in a relaxed fashion. "Karin, what's your partner like?" Ophelia would ask - the pillow hugged to her chest as she relaxed across the carpet.

Ophelia knew a bit of data; it was basically like, the building blocks of the Digital World. From the digimon, to the sparse animals, to the plants and even the ground beneath - everything was 1s and 0s that could freely change as needed, for the most part. She didn't necessarily understand why the world worked this way, or where the 1s and 0s come from - but she understood that they were what made up everything, at the very least. But from what Ryouta mentioned, it sounded as though the data of the Digital World came from data from the Human World...? Like the photos that Karin showed her? Ophelia blinked, scratching her cheek - unsure if she 100% understood, but...

"Then... Cat-like digimon like me, come from people uploading lots of cat stuff?" She'd ask, tilting her head, before a sudden thought occurred to her - wondering "What might happen if humans disappeared, then? Would that mean the Digital World might disappear, too...? Or that it'd stop growing?" That was... Kind of a scary thought, actually.

But then, came someone else's voice from the adjacent room. Ophelia would perk up with a curious "Mrp?" as a Floramon entered the room, a rather unique looking one at that - with rose petals and lilies, all the petals a pearly white... Ophelia couldn't help but find Freya rather pretty, to say the least. Although that notion didn't remain on her mind for very long. "Oh! You must be, uh, Freya, right?" She'd greet Freya with a big smile, adding "I'm Ophelia, it's nice to meet ya - we oughta spar sometime!"

Suppose it was only a matter of time before Ophelia got fighting on the brain again.