"You are suspicious, naturally. And if not you, the others will." Nonna noted as Diaboromon returned his attention to them. She didn't need to hear the contents of the conversation, as she could guess well enough what they were. The Russian didn't believe for a second that a Mega level digimon that was part of a group that conquered the entire world would be so gullible. The trick was to convince at least some of them that her worth outweighed the bother.

"You wouldn't think us to join [i]your[/i] group without ambition of our own, would you? But everyone can see we aren't even in the league yet. Until then, we are a good tool, and you have time to prepare. Question is: Is it going to be you wielding us, or will you simply hand us over to the one on the other side of the comm like?" she asked a nigh-rhetorical question. Waving her arm forward, the Russian smiled: "Lead the way." It was actually Pawnchessmon's idea to use Nonna's witty tongue to sew distrust between the council. The duet had no doubt they were plotting against each other already, but hastening the process would also hasten the conclusion to this conflict, and hopefully spare lives.