The masters apprentice [Metal Drive]

"If your concern is using elements outside of your comfort zone, then you're in the right crowd. Angel is an arcane-type and Demon is a dark-type - both have learned how to harness electricity, and several elements outside of their 'core specialty'."

Such was the way of Xros Digimon, especially done in such an 'additive' fashion as this particular team. Every form was carefully crafted, and every member carefully considered, to put together the most effective team possible without creating too many troubling conflicts. But that was neither here nor there:

"Powering a generator might help in the short-term, but if you were to use your form in such a manner - being the central form of power for an area - that would, by definition, draw attention to yourself. It may not be a bad plan, but you have to weigh the risks against the costs. If it is something you want me to look into, then I will see what I can come up with. For now..."

The General would give a small half-bow, and excuse himself. And as soon as Denryu turned the corner, Angel would step on out, stretching her arms and cracking her back. "Honestly, I thought I wouldn't get used to you like this, but I guess even this is easy enough to get used to. Though I would say your earlier form's a touch easier to mesh with." She gave a chuckle, shaking her head, holding up a thick brush in her right hand.

"You might not realize it, but you look like a f---ing mess, being out in the wind for that long."

For now, the General and the dragon would be in agreement, even if the ideas were rough. Denryu would look into the generator issue, while Silver would work with the rest of the team, as well as with GraceNovamon, to try and get a better handle of both his form and his element.

The General would leave him to it, returning a nod to that last request. The rest of the 'business' talk could wait until the details were sorted - now it was time for Angel to spend some time with the mega. She'd lean her head right up to his, stepping further in as that tail escorted her further, letting a claw briefly stroke down the side of his neck. "At this point, I'd be more shocked if you weren't looking forward to this." She'd smirk, and would soon move off to the side, beginning to brush and straighten out that windswept fur. Her ear flicked, and Angel would give a shrug.

"If I'm free. Though if you know how this place works right now, we either have nothing going on, or we get busy right out of the blue. Honestly, you're the biggest 'project' that we've had in a long while..." To that end, Angel gave a sigh. "I know this started off on rough terms, but other groups would have done a lot worse than we did, once they learned just what kind of power you had in there. Better that we're looking around for answers rather than having these consequences pop up without context, but... well."

She sighed.

"I do wish we coulda started off on a better foot."

"Oh, please. If that man was at all worried about his own preservation, we wouldn't be taking such drastic risks to begin with."

Angel was not about to paint this entire situation as a selfish one. After all, normal circumstances wouldn't have led to the group dragging Silver out of his home and into their lives, nor would it have resulted in them drawing out Azulongmon's power. Really, Silver hardly had an idea of what this could mean in the long run - and neither did Metal Drive. The Renamon knew this well, and as she was held close, the fox would give a sigh, dragging her claw across the dragon's neck.

It felt comfortable, to say the least. Feeling that caring claw across her back, those nails dragging down against her fur... well, here, it felt right. With a neutral expression, she'd press the top of her head against his muzzle. And just when he was about to say something at the end, starting with her name, Angel raised a hand...

... And gave the mega dragon a gentle flick, right at the center of his nose.

"If you know ANYTHING about me at this point, its that I'm not the sappy or slow type, hun." The fox gave a grin. "Say what you want. But I get it even if you don't say it."

... Wait, what was happening here?

Angel felt it first with that 'possessive' hand as she was held close. Feeling her nails grip a bit around the mega's neck, the fox's ear gave a flick as Silver continued to speak. And he spoke directly about what Angel wanted to avoid: that of commitment. That of longing, of wanting to be with the other. That thought alone brought a small blush to the fox's cheek, and when Silver got to the end of it, about wanting to forge rings to demonstrate their bond?

Angel was at a loss for words... but not for actions. She found her claw tensing up at the side of the dragon's neck, gripping into his fur. He'd see her eyes immediately dart away from his own, a tired sigh escaping the Renamon's throat as she felt those words weigh over her.

"... God damn it, Silver. What do you even know about us, really?"

Those words hung in the air, and slowly, the fox would push herself away. "You might think you want to be in with the lot of us. And don't get me wrong - I like you, Silver. But working for the General doesn't leave room for that sort of life - not for me."

Those words, at least that last sentence? It sounded like Angel truly believed that. "Whatever 'life' you think the two of us could make together is probably a fantasy."

"Tch."

That was easy for Silver to say - but to put it into practice was an entirely different thing. She had complete faith in Denryu, and saw the 'good' that ultimately resulted from her General's plan, but there was a lot that weighed down the Renamon's mind. Between Luminas' raid on their base, Azulongmon's anger roaring across the desert, and always having to take a look over their shoulder to make sure that no-one was there to try and hold the team accountable for their actions?

It was no surprise that Angel would prefer to distance herself. Her ear flicked as Silver gave his explanation, of how he wanted to live in the moment. It took Angel a moment, but with a sigh, she'd finally give her answer.

"I'll break your heart. Or you'll break mine."

Her words were calm, Angel looking over her shoulder, her sharp eyes piercing right into the dragon's gaze. "The time may come without warning where we'll have to part ways. This base might vanish from the face of the planet, and we may be forced further into hiding. If what you really want is anything 'steady', then save yourself this talk, because its never going to be possible. But."

Angel turned.

"If you're talking about the moment? Then I can respect that. We can hold tight what we have, right now, and squeeze this orange for all its worth. But that's all I can ever offer you, Silver."

Angel was surprised. She didn't have the heart to outright turn Silver away.

Even as he was now. Even as one-sided as the Renamon saw his relationship with Azulongmon's chosen, there was still a 'something' that she felt, something that she didn't honestly know how to explain, that kept her in the same room as him. As she turned her head away, the fox remained standing, carefully listening to the dragon's words.

The moment was fine. They would see what tomorrow brought them, and take it one day at a time. When Silver opened his eyes again? He'd find that the fox was still there, her hands clenched into fists, gritting her teeth as she tried to compose herself. "You worry about what's coming next, and you're still trying to keep me close? Forget the base, forget Metal Drive for a second. You have a mass of almost-sentient electrical data floating around in your core."

"Tomorrow, you might not be yourself at all."

Those words came through clenched teeth. And in the next moment, the Renamon would turn. Step right back up to Silver. And throw her arms around his neck, clasping her claws right against the dragon's fur.

"That's why. I'm afraid it'll hurt if I let myself get too close."