[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DqbcKHy.png?1[/img][hr][b]Partner Digimon:[/b] ???
[b]Digimon Lvl:[/b] ???
[b]Location:[/b] Witchelny, Nyttliv
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Otaku95] [@Shiyonichi] [@Duthguy] [@Crimson Lion][hr][/center]

[indent][b]N[/b]owe crossed his arms over his chest in response to the backlash from his comment. An act that could be taken as resignation or a quiet defiance. It was up to the mask he was wearing to leave them wondering and his calm demeanor to hint them in the right direction. Judging from Norn's glare, he hadn't be the only one annoyed by the white-hair kid. Beneath the mask, he smirked. Then he took in what little he could from Ryuko and Norn's exchange. It was a lot at first but sure enough, he processed it all rather quickly. 

[color=lightblue][i]A host computer deity? a summonings from another world? Norn's ramblings [b]could[/b] be written off as delusions but he doubted it. And they were the proof of that. Ryuko, himself, and the other three had no connections to one another. They were strangers in the purest form. So how else could we have gotten here?[/i][/color] Nowe touched the chin of his mask with two fingers. 

Then stopped upon hearing Norn's instruction. 

[color=lightblue][i]There’ll be time for thinking later I suppose.[/i][/color] 

Without hesitation, Nowe started off after the ethereal woman with pacing steps. He always kept himself three or four feet away. Hearing the white-haired kid talking again had sent another arc of displeasure through him. But he refused to show it, he wouldn't give the kid the satisfaction of doing so. If he wanted to act the jester, than he'd let him make a fool of himself all he wanted.[/indent]