Learn from the Wise [Makoto]

"Mystery novels it is, then. I'll be sure to lend you a few, once we're settled in." Makoto would respond with a warm smile, nodding. "I love getting an opportunity to put my mind to work trying to solve a good mystery, myself. But even when I've already read the book and figured out the mystery, I find that mystery novels can have some very compelling characters and little details that are worth rereading it for." Briefly pausing to chuckle, they'd smile wryly, adding "Some lines just hit so differently, when you know more about a character, you know?"

As they made their way along though, it seemed that Makoto's mention of bringing in a doctor would spook Kitt; the change in the little cub's demeanor immediately apparent to Makoto, much to the fox's concern. Seeing his fur puff up, and his eyes widening, Makoto would come to a stop as well - glancing down at Kitt with visible concern. Oh dear...

"Oh, darling, no; please don't hurt yourself." Makoto would attempt to calm Kitt as he lifted his arm - kneeling down to his level, and easing the sprained limb back down to his side. The scent of fear was quite apparent on the poor Spadamon - causing Makoto's expression to twist with a clear worry, filled with a need to ease his anxieties before he started having a panic attack or something. "Can you take some deep breaths for me, Kitt? It's okay, dear; you won't need to get any shots..."

Slowly and carefully, Makoto would wrap their arms around Kitt - giving him the chance to pull away if he so wished - in a comforting embrace; claws smoothing over his fur to try and soothe him. "There there... You're safe, it's okay; just keep doing deep breaths for me..." They'd murmur, taking in a deep breath of their own to ease their nerves. Kitt's sudden outburst had, admittedly, spooked them somewhat - their tails puffed up a little - and they couldn't help but wonder what it was about doctors that had caused such a fearful reaction in the young cub.

But, before long, once Makoto was sure that Kitt was able to properly listen, they would begin to explain themself. "... I just wanted someone to look at your shoulder, just to make sure nothing's broken. It wouldn't take any shots - just a quick look-over and a scan at most - and then they'd probably give you some painkillers to help you feel more comfortable, and set your shoulder if anything is indeed broken." Offering Kitt a reassuring and sympathetic smile though, they'd conclude "If you don't want any doctors to see you though, we don't have to bring over any doctors, okay dear? I'm just concerned for you, is all, with the height you had fallen from."

"I'm still sorry to have scared you like that though, Kitt; if I had known that the suggestion would spook you, I wouldn't have made it. I don't want to - and I wouldn't - force you into a stressful or scary situation, okay?"

"I understand." Makoto murmured in response - wondering still what had happened to Kitt, for him to have such a fear and aversion towards doctors. But, they didn't feel as though that was their place to ask. Instead, the Renamon-X would simply nod in acknowledgement and understanding. "Needles can definitely be pretty nerve wracking; and things such as having to take medicine can sometimes be a bit yucky, too." They'd say, continuing to stroke Kitt's fur. "Any good doctor does what they do because they do want us to - ultimately - feel better, though I can certainly understand why they spook you."

"So, that being said, no doctors; I promise."

With that conclusion, Makoto would let out a gentle sigh as they relaxed, settling down into a more comfortable knelt position as they continued to gently hold Kitt. "Let me know when you're feeling a little more yourself, and then we can keep moving, dear." They'd instruct, adding "It's perfectly fine if it takes you a bit; I can be patient, and it's a nice day to sit around and relax, anyhow."

Thus, they'd continue to gently comb their claws through Kitt's fur; waiting until Kitt gave them the a-ok to continue on, (even if that was immediately after all was said.) If Kitt did take some time to relax though, Makoto would begin to hum a gentle tune to the both of them; enjoying the warmth of the sunlight peeking through the canopy against their dark fur. Either way though, once Kitt was good to go, Makoto would smile to him; slowly getting up on their feet, their tails deftly wrapped around the Spadamon's waist once more, before they continued to walk.

And just as Makoto said before, they weren't too far from Rosewood now. The trees would soon begin to thin out as the small city came into sight, and Makoto would let out a warm and relaxed hum. "Ah... Even after having lived here for the past number of years, Rosewood always feels wonderful to come back to." They'd muse, glancing about as they'd enter the city proper, and make their way towards home. "Perhaps it's because I was here to see the city grow?"

Glancing down to the young cub, Makoto smiled - mentioning "We're not far from my house - or from some yummy cinnamon rolls - now, darling. How are you feeling?"

Hearing Kitt purr, Makoto couldn't help a soft chuckle. Such an endearing cub. Such a precious darling. They almost wanted to wrap Kitt up in their arms, and declare him to be their child; but that wouldn't really be appropriate, nor tactful, would it? They were sure that Kitt's own family - given him having mentioned a sister and parents before - wouldn't appreciate Makoto making such claims about their darling brother and son, after all. Instead, they'd simply continue to stroke his fur and continue to hum a gentle tune, until it was time to get moving once more.

And once they did get moving and reached Rosewood, Makoto warmly smiled and nodded in response to Kitt's statements. "I'm glad you're feeling better, darling." They'd murmur, bringing a hand down to pat him on the head. "And I agree; it's quite impressive, just what all they could do in such a short amount of time."

"I imagine it helps that this is a rather sentimental place; a town built up initially as a place for Rookies to stay, while they got a feel for the new world that'd opened up for them after having left the Village of Beginnings." They would muse; idly trailing and tracing the tips of the claws on one of their hands along what looked to be some relatively recent repairs on a wall. "In the years that have passed, many digimon likely have made this place their home - their first home after having left their birthplace - and I thus imagine that they have close attachments to the city."

Sighing gently, warmly, Makoto would conclude by softly musing "I remember the hubbub, of digimon from many different parts, coming together to offer help in repairs - even though many of them didn't even live here anymore. It certainly is something that I would've done, if I had ended up stretching my more adventurous muscles sooner. Even if I do move out, Rosewood would always be near and dear to my heart."

It didn't take too long for Makoto to find the street they lived on, nor their home - a simple townhouse, nestled amongst the trees and other neighboring townhouses. Just from the outside, it felt warm and cozy; a wreath of dried flowers and reeds hanging off the front of the door, and a little garden plot being visible just underneath the window visible on the front. Though there was nothing in the garden plot at the moment - with winter coming, and Makoto planning to be traveling more often, growing things would be a bit more complicated - there was a bucket with gardening tools, and a watering can, both set in one of the far corners of the plot.

In front of the door, and adjacent to the gardening plot, there would also be a small porch with a couple of steps leading up to it - not quite big enough to really call it a proper porch, but just enough that Makoto was able to fit a welcome mat in front of the door; patterned with purple flowers. "Here we are, dear." Makoto would murmur, glancing down towards Kitt with a warm smile. "It isn't the most extravagant of places, but I certainly made it my own, didn't I?" They'd muse out loud with a gentle chuckle; adding "Watch your step, darling." as they made their way up the steps, towards the front door.

Noticing the way that Kitt would fluster from under his hood, Makoto couldn't help a gentle and fond chuckle; patting him on the head, and adjusting how their tails were wrapped around him to help him better hide his face from view. "There there, darling." They'd murmur softly in reassurance. "You've done lots of good for Rosewood, and people will likely notice you for it - but that's okay. They'll likely settle back down sooner or later, if the attention's a bit much for you, dear."

Besides, before long, the duo would have their attentions on Makoto's townhouse instead; as warm and homely-looking as ever. As Kitt called the place beautiful, Makoto couldn't help a warm and sheepish chuckle; responding "Oh, you flatter me, darling. Such a sweet dear..." as they pat Kitt on the head once more. "Don't mind the garden - with winter coming, most of the plants I usually like growing don't do very well in the cold; and with me being out and about more often, I don't have as much time to hang around and tend to it."

"Perhaps I could start growing some hardier native plants there, once winter passes, though."

As they made their way up to the front door, Makoto would glance down at Kitt as they took the time to pull out their keys - unwrapping a tail from the young cub to stick it into their own shadow, and flicking the keys upwards. "I've always preferred a more homely and natural look, personally." They remarked as they caught the keys in one of their hands, moving to unlock the front door "It matches with the rest of the city, and it's so much nicer than the usual 'minimalist' look more modern homes go for nowadays."

Opening the door, Makoto would lead Kitt into the livingroom - a cozy place, seemingly meant to house perhaps 1-3 people. On the left - against both the wall under the front window, and the adjacent left wall - would be a loveseat and couch, with throwcushions and blankets. In the corner of the room, adjacent to the loveseat and couch, would be an end table with a lamp atop it - and in front of the loveseat and couch would also be a coffee table with what looked to be a box of tissues and tv remote. On what walls weren't occupied by windows, would be a variety of decor - a couple of paintings, a wallclock, and even a shelf with a few curios here and there.

Directly to the right was a set of stairs up to the second floor, and against the wall that separated the stairs from the livingroom would be a tv stand with a tv atop it, with a bookshelf filled both with CDs and actual books adjacent to it. The flooring was a soft rug, and up above would be a ceiling fan and light - the latter of which Makoto would turn on by flicking the switch with their unoccupied tail.. Finally, on the far opposite side of the livingroom, would be two doorways - a wide open one that led to what looked to be a mix between a diningroom and kitchen, while the other doorway would have a closed door that would lead to a half-bathroom.

Smiling down to Kitt, Makoto would lead the cub over to the loveseat. "Go ahead and make yourself comfy, darling; and don't be afraid to be greedy with the throwcushions and blankets, they're there for getting cozy after all." They'd mention - questioning "Before I start fixing up a meal and cinnamon rolls for you, do you want me to get you anything for your shoulder or for getting comfortable? An ice pack, painkillers, extra cushions or blankets?" Oh, and speaking of comfortable... "... Do you like scented candles at all? I might light one, if it won't bother your nose at all."

At the offer for Kitt to take care of their garden, Makoto would be unable to help a surprised but endeared laugh, smiling warmly. "Oh, darling..." They'd murmur in an almost-coo as they patted Kitt on the head. "I appreciate that offer greatly; but it's quite alright. I'm sure you have your own life to manage, and I'd certainly not want you to feel obligated to put everything down every day, or even every week, just for my garden." Not to mention that it was unlikely anything would be growing in it until winter passes, but that wasn't the main point.

As Kitt commented on the townhouse and made himself comfortable on the loveseat though, Makoto would smile and nod in response. "Thank you, dear. Feel free to make use of the TV if you so wish - and let me know if you want me to put anything in particular on for you. I want you to overstay your welcome as much as you please."

As the Spadamon requested an icepack though, and mentioned that he was okay with scented candles, the Renamon-X would nod in acknowledgement; smiling warmly. "I'll go get an icepack for you, then." They'd state as they moved for the kitchen; briefly opening one of the cabinets in it as they did. <Do you mind picking out a candle for us, Kuro darling?>

<Will do.>

It might be a strange sight, to see Makoto's shadow actually part from their body; shifting along the surfaces to the cabinet, and seemingly examining the different candles that sat on the top shelf as Makoto opened up the freezer. Eventually though, the shadow would decide on a candle - seeming to almost absorb it into itself, before returning to Makoto's side proper; where they would pull the candle out of their shadow with their tail - <Thank you, dear,> - as they worked on bagging up an icepack for Kitt. "Ooh, Autumn Spice..." They'd murmur, briefly reading the scent on the label out loud. "Perfectly seasonal!"

By the time the icepack was ready, they would move back towards Kitt - setting the candle on the dining room table as they passed, and lighting it with a little purple spark. Already, Makoto could tell that the townhouse was probably gonna end up smelling like pumpkin bread or pumpkin pie - sure to give the already warm and cozy home an even warmer hue, as they finally reached Kitt's side; handing him a kitchen towel-wrapped icepack.

"Here you go, darling." They would state with a warm murmur, patting Kitt on the head. "I don't know how well your fur stands up to cold, so I wrapped it up in a towel just in case - you can unwrap it if you want, though. Is there anything else you might need or want, before I get started on making food?"

Seeing Kitt so startled, Makoto would initially blink a second - wondering what the issue was, and what had the young cub so on-edge, when they'd come over to hand him his ice pack. Did something happen outside?

As Kitt asked about their shadow though, realization would flash across Makoto's face, and they would chuckle gently. "Ah... Don't worry, darling; that's just Kuro. You could say that it's a living shadow - my shadow, to be exact - and it acts as a companion and familiar for me." They'd explain, patting Kitt on the head in reassurance. "Kuro's a bit of a shy dear, so don't worry if it's a bit quiet towards you; it still means well, and is a friendly and very helpful darling."

Briefly, almost reservedly, the shadow - Kuro - would wave to Kitt, before returning to its default position. Faintly, gently, its voice would nudge at Kitt's mind - a soft <Sorry for scaring you...> being all that it'd say, before falling quiet once more.

"If you don't need anything else though, I'll probably get started on making us some sweets, then." Makoto soon stated, turning back towards the kitchen and getting to work on looking for the recipe. "While I'm at it, do you have any other adventures you'd like to tell us about?" They'd ask, poking their head out to smile in Kitt's direction. "They don't have to be anything big - though hearing about what you youngsters get up to nowadays is always nice." And on top of that, it'd be a good way to get an idea of what things have gone on, in the world beyond the Eastern Timberlands.

Once they had the recipe for those cinnamon rolls though, Makoto would get right to work on making them - preheating the oven, and getting out the dishes, utensils, and ingredients they'd need. "Do you like frosting with your cinnamon rolls, dear?" They would ask, as they worked. "Or would you rather without?"