Remus tilted an eyebrow at the creature referring to itself as Dracmon, his interest piqued [color=lightblue]"Wrong? What could be so wrong that you need us, complete strangers in a strange land to fix it? How are we even suppose to go about fixing it and more importantly, whats in it for us?"[/color] When Remus referred to "us" he was speaking about himself and Zurumon, he still remembered what she had said to him when he  met her [color=lightcoral]"You and I are going to accomplish great things."[/color] He certainly wanted to return to familiar grounds but really what was waiting for him? More roads to walk and alleys to slink through? A few odd jobs for chump change only to have to beat some random scum and turn the tables around on a potential mugging. A life always under the radar hiding from a wrathful woman lusting for money that only his name currently held and he himself had and would never actually hold? Besides here he at least had someone or more precisely something who thought he had a good head on his shoulders, since she seemed to be fond of them enough to lounge around them all day. [color=lightblue]"Why should we even bother with your problem when we should be finding a way home."[/color]