Learn from the Wise [Makoto]

Kitt certainly sounded eager, about youngsters having a chance to go on adventures. Makoto couldn't help another chuckle in response to this - musing out loud "I do confess it sometimes makes this old fox worried, seeing younger dears get themselves into trouble and the like. But I'd be hypocritical, if I said that one couldn't have their own shares of adventure. I set off on my own at a rather young age myself, after all."

With Kitt's earnest response over promising that he would cherish his family, Makoto would chuckle and nod; smiling warmly. Such an adorable cub; although... The mention of how he didn't know what it was like to have a family before, did briefly make Makoto a bit curious. Did he grow up in the Village of Beginnings? Or elsewhere?

Either way, Kitt would soon continue to speak - soon treading upon the subject of how he was homeless, before he had met a Gigimon by the name of Eris. Again, Makoto couldn't help but be reminded of past days in listening to the Spadamon speak; although they were thinking about a very different part of their past now, as they continued working on the cinnamon rolls, flattening it out so that they could divide it up. Ah... Kitt was an awful lot like themself, wasn't he? Having to fend for oneself, without others to rely on, was certainly a tough life...

The different emotions that were crossing Kitt's face as he spoke were interesting, though; and in seeing the way that he would smile so widely, tail swishing back and forth, was quite endearing. Even when he began blushing so brightly, losing his train of thought, Makoto couldn't help but laugh a little; smiling in his direction. "You're such an endearing cub, darling." They'd speak - adding teasingly "I'd come pinch those cheeks, if I wasn't busy handling the dough!"

With that, Makoto would chuckle again; although they soon trailed off in a soft sigh, their expression taking on a somewhat more subdued hue. "... I do know how it feels, however, to be on your own like that. It's definitely tough, and lonely, to say the least; worrying about where the next bits or meal will come from." They'd speak, casting Kitt an empathetic glance. "I doubt you'll ever need my aid, with how many family members you have to back you up nowadays, darling. But if you ever end up in a tough spot, you're free to reach out to me, dear. It'd be no trouble to me, to help out however I can."

Perhaps this was the sort of offer to make when the two of them got to know each other a little better - not when they'd only just met today - but... Makoto, admittedly, found that they tended to get rather sentimental over kids who've been dealt a bad hand in life rather easily. Kids deserved a comfy and loving upbringing, without question; those were the days that they were most impressionable, after all - a bad childhood was difficult for some to recover from.

Clearing their throat a little though, Makoto would soon change the subject. "Pardon the brief heaviness there, dear. As I said before, I'm a bit of a worrisome old fox." They'd speak, before casting Kitt a warm smile, as if the previous subject had never come up at all. That teasing hue returning to their expression though, they'd question "It sounds like you and Eris are quite close, though, hmm?" with a soft chuckle, tails swishing.

With Kitt's gratefulness, as well as him comparing them to a parent, Makoto would laugh warmly; obviously flattered. "Oh, darling, you're such a sweetheart..." They would murmur, chuckling more gently. "I do admit that I've always wanted to be a parent, and raise some little dears of my own; though I've never found a chance to properly adopt, if I'm honest." Given the existence of places like the Village of Beginnings, and most Digimon being naturally independant, or otherwise having a family of their own already, there wasn't many opportunities to adopt, after all.

"I've always wanted to be as kind and loving of a parent as my mother was, though; and to make sure noone ever has to feel like they have to live a lonely life."

But nonetheless, Kitt would soon talk further about Eris, and just how much she meant to him. As Makoto properly formed the cinnamon rolls and put them in the oven though, they would begin washing their claws - still listening all the while - before making their way to the couch, to sit down near Kitt.

Hearing that he loved Eris, the Renamon-X would blink, before smiling warmly. "I can easily see why; it's clear that she means a lot to you, darling." They would respond, reaching over to pat Kitt on the head. "Is this a romantic love you feel, if you don't mind me asking? Or do you think it's something more platonic or familial?" They would question gently, with a curious tilt of their head.

There were many types of love in the world, in Makoto's opinion; and no matter what sort of love it was, they were equally valid.

Seeing Kitt's blushing, and hearing his stammering, Makoto couldn't help but chuckle warmly - smiling over in the Spadamon's direction. In response to his explanation though, they'd nod in understanding - musing "It's good to have people you can trust like that - and people you can love like that, dear." Smiling reassuringly to Kitt though, they would continue - after a moment of thought - "It's okay though, by the way, if you never do feel a particular romantic attraction towards anyone, and/or if you feel mostly platonic towards those around you. We all express and process love in our own little ways."

Perhaps it was a bit of an odd reassurance, but Makoto knew that there were sometimes those who felt a bit odd, over not having the same feelings towards others that others around them did; and did Kitt seem to be young enough to still be figuring certain things out for himself.

With Kitt's mention of Eris becoming a knight one day, and Kitt desiring to be there to see it happen, Makoto would nod with a warm smile. "Becoming a knight sounds like a noble goal, for certain." They'd muse - before continuing in question "Are either of you in any particular Teams? And do you have any particular goals or dreams of your own - besides figuring out the origins to your Blue Queen - darling? I'd love to hear more about yourself, if you're willing."

With the cinnamon rolls baking in the oven, their smell was sure to start permeating the air, alongside the smell of the scented candle that Makoto had lit before. The Renamon-X couldn't help a relaxed hum at the warm scents, getting plenty cozy in their seat. "How's your shoulder and head feeling, by the way?"

KIZNA, huhmmm? Makoto would nod along as the Spadamon explained how he came to join the team - chuckling warmly. "You did mention it before - though I don't believe you mentioned being a part of the team," They'd say, adding "I hear that KIZNA is quite the respectable team, however. Getting to join such a team must be quite exciting, isn't it, darling?" With the musing, they'd chuckle a little - a warm smile across their face. "I hope that Eris finds a nice cozy team of her own - if the dear is interested - though. Having others to rely upon does wonders, in pursuing one's own goals."

With the subject of Kitt's own dreams and goals, though... Makoto would frown sympathetically as the Spadamon spoke of his past - a hand reaching over to pat his (good) shoulder reassuringly. A desire to figure out where he was from... "... I'm sure you'll be able to figure that out with time, darling." They'd eventually speak, as encouraging as always.

"It's possible that your parents may have picked up your egg from the village before you even hatched - although that's only a possibility, and more food for thought than anything." They'd add in suggestion - if he had hatched outside the village, it was perfectly reasonable that he'd have no memories of the village. "Data can behave in unexpected ways, sometimes - including when digimon are born or reborn."

With the Spadamon gradually relaxing though, Makoto would be surprised to feel Kitt lean against them - but nonetheless chuckled warmly, stroking their hand over his fur absentmindedly. Such a sweet darling; they were sure that his friends and family adored him so, with as gentle and kind of a soul as he was. "I'm glad you're at least feeling a bit better, darling." They'd murmur - adding "With some rest, I'm sure your shoulder will heal back up in no time. As for myself, though..."

Briefly, Makoto would have to hum and ponder over their own goals and dreams. Or, at least, dreams that would be appropriate to tell to a youngster like Kitt. Certainly, if they had been asked about this before they had settled down in Rosewood properly, they'd talk about how much they wanted to knock those who wronged them down a peg or two, but they'd since grown past most of those desires (or at least, they certainly thought so,) and well...

... That wasn't really a pleasant subject to talk about with the dear, now was it?

Instead, they'd smile down to Kitt, and muse out loud "I admit that I'm still figuring that out for myself, now that I've begun getting into adventuring once again - although I'd certainly enjoy finding some exciting tales to tell to darlings like yourself, in those adventures. Meeting new friends to mingle with is always pleasant, too."

Makoto chuckled warmly at the mention of Eris' likely intentions to make a team, rather than join one. "Such an outgoing dear, then. I think it would do her some good to - at the very least - spend a little time in a team, before forming her own, though." They'd advise, adding "It'll help her get a hands-on idea of how teams typically work, and also befriend the team as a whole; alliances and partnerships between teams, while optional, are always good to have."

With Kitt's uncertainties over his origins though, as well as what seemed to be a hue of distress, Makoto would hum softly - petting his head reassuringly. "Whatever the case may be - you, at the very least, have people that you're able to count on as friends, and as a family in their own right." They'd murmur. The questions that the cub posed were certainly good ones, though - if Kitt was a born digimon rather than a reborn digimon, then surely he had parents out there.

Was he forgotten, or abandoned? Did his parents not even realize that they had created an egg? It wasn't too rare of an occurence - especially for newer parents - from what they've seen. Or perhaps - although Makoto wasn't sure if they'd want to voice this possibility - his parents had passed away, before he hatched, for one reason or another. Huhm....

Well, either way, there were more positive subjects that they should be focusing on - and as Kitt spoke about his past experiences with talking to people, Makoto smiled warmly. "It's good to hear, that you aren't quite as anxious about people anymore." They'd muse, adding "Look how far you've gotten now, and all the kind friends and family that you've been able to talk about. Treasure those bonds you have now, darling."

Kitt, however, seemed to be sure that Makoto and Kuro both would make amazing adventurers - to which Makoto would laugh warmly. "Oh, I appreciate that vote of confidence, dear; you're such a sweet cub." They'd speak, giving Kitt a gentle pat on his (good) shoulder. "I'll make sure to have plenty of stories to share with you, if you ever decide to come visit in the future."

Kuro, too, would give a gentle, warm, and wordless brush against Kitt's mind; expressing its appreciation, in its own little way.

Before too much longer though, the timer for the oven would begin to go off - the beeping it made being a bit unpleasantly loud, and making Makoto visibly start a bit, but they would nonetheless chuckle and pat Kitt on the head. "Sounds like the cinnamon rolls are done - I'll be right back, dear, give me just a second."

<Feels like each time it goes off, it's louder than the last...> Kuro would grouse lightly - though Makoto would respond with a gentle feeling of reassurance and acknowledgement.

Getting up from the couch, Makoto would head back into the kitchen to turn off the alarm with a simple push of a button, before grabbing oven mitts to take out the cookie sheet and set it atop the stove. Grabbing a toothpick, they would poke it into one of the rolls in the center to make doubly sure that they baked all the way through, before smiling in satisfaction as it came out clean, (aside from the cinnamon-y filling of course.)

"These cinnamon rolls came out beautifully," They'd mention to Kitt, smiling over in his direction. "I'm going to let them sit a few minutes so that they can cool off a bit, but how many would you like?"

With the mention of them gardening together, Makoto would smile gently; humming in thought. Certainly, they had mentioned before that Kitt didn't have to feel obligated to help with their own garden plot outside of the apartment, but that being said... Gardening in general, with a friend, sounded pleasant. "Certainly, dear; that sounds like a wonderful plan." They'd muse out loud, adding "I'd love to see or hear about how your own gardening endeavors have been going, too." Sharing in mutual interests was always nice, after all.

It seemed that when the timer went off though, with the cinnamon rolls being ready, a certain little Spadamon was very excited about it all; to the point that he wasted no time in rushing on in into the kitchen! Surprised, Kuro would jolt a little - the shadow almost looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Meanwhile though, Makoto would laugh and smile at Kitt as he jumped and eagerly declared how many cinnamon rolls he wanted - to which the fox patted him on the head.

"Eaaaasy, darling; you'll slip on the linoleum, if you rush about everywhere." They'd gently remind him - certainly not wanting the already injured Spadamon to trip and hurt himself. However, they'd soon add in a gentle and affectionate tone "Seeing you get so excited over this is quite endearing, however. Be patient and give the rolls a chance to cool a little, and then I'll give you plenty to eat; okay, dear?" In the meantime though...

"Hmhmhm... I'd offer to set you up with a book to read while you eat, but cinnamon rolls tend to make your fingers a bit sticky - so it's probably something that'll have to wait until after we're done eating." They'd muse out loud to themself as they got out a couple of plates, visibly thoughtful. "Hmmm.... How about we put on something to watch, instead? Are there any shows or movies you like?"

Makoto would nod along as Kitt spoke about gardening - commenting "Our own soil is indeed more or less similar to soil in the Human World, for the purposes of gardening; although you still end up with the occasional oddities - as rare as they may be." Chuckling a bit, the fox would continue "I enjoy the oddities, though; be it variations in color, or shape, or the like - there's something interesting in seeing just how plants from the Human World adjust or adapt to the Digital World."

If one wanted plants that grew as they were supposed to though, one would likely need to import potting soil from the Human World, anyhow; and importing can be spendy, unless you do it yourself.

Though with the mention of kale, well... "Kale is quite good for you - full of vitamins and nutrients." Makoto would hum, thoughtful. "If you're ever interested, I could share some recipes with you for things you can use any kale you grow in."

With Kitt pouting over being told to wait though, Makoto smiled warmly - visibly endeared. "You're such a cute cub; and such a good darling, too." They'd hum, tails gently swishing, as Kuro began to calm back down. "Don't worry; the wait will be more than worth it, alright? Delicious cinnamon rolls are coming, and they'll cool off soon."

Besides, the rolls would have plenty of time to cool off as the notion of the television came along - something that Kitt, surprisingly, didn't seem to recognize! "Never seen a TV before?" Makoto would hum in question - continuing "You're not wrong on that, in any case - it really is sort of like a theater screen, squished down so you can have it in your own home."

Kitt would eventually turn on the television by accident though, startling the little cub - to which Makoto couldn't help but laugh softly. "Not everyone has one - they admittedly are starting to become a bit outdated - but they're fairly common around here." Smiling, Makoto would begin carefully putting the cinnamon rolls on a couple of plates for the both of them, adding "It's nice as a bit of entertainment for Kuro, or otherwise as background noise when I'm working on something."

<... I like this channel.> Kuro would muse gently to Kitt, the shadow seeming to 'gaze' towards the screen as it recognized what the television was set to. Could never go wrong with some cartoons...

With all of that though, Makoto would soon set Kitt's plate down on the coffee table - mentioning "Your rolls are here whenever you're ready to chow down, darling." as they, themself, would sit down on the couch with their own rolls. "Let me know what you think of them. And let me know if you need me to adjust the volume at all, or to browse through channels at all; there's plenty of options out there, for things that we could watch."