"Oh, so that's what it was going to say?" Nonna grinned, "I didn't even hear the voice. My hand bumped into the thing when I was fetching my tea. I don't think I would have gone otherwise. Makes the 'prophecy' really credible." Nonna said, her tone reeking of sarcasm and the air-quotes very apparent in her pronunciation despite the accent. Seeing the human talk back to an Angemon made Kapurimon grin.

When one of the other humans tried to talk to her like she was an idiot, Nonna's eyes narrowed. "I don't work with - let alone for - anyone [i]I[/i] don't choose. For that matter do you have any idea where you are going? What proof exactly do you have that these strange creatures speak the truth? They can be leading you to a trap!"

"Nonna?"

"Follow us if you must, but if that prophecy is half true, then it picked me for who I am, and how I do things. If that's not the case, then it's complete garbage and so is what these guys are telling you."

"Nonna."

"And come to think of it, if we were granted an oh-so-wonderful beacon of light visible to everyone when we landed, we should be running like hell because if someone wants us dead, they are coming-"

"Nonna!" Kapurimon yelled, gently biting into the girl's finger. Hissing with a silent 'ow', she gave the digimon a look. "They're speaking the truth, and what we were to look for is most likely where they are going." the digimon shared.

The air was filled with the sound of a massive inhalation followed by equally as massive defeated sigh. "Fine. We'll come with, for now at least. But, seriously, if someone's after us, let's get out of the 'they are here' zone already." the Russian said, giving up.