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

[indent][b]P[/b]hase stared at The Golden Digimon. For once he couldn't put two thoughts together. It seemed wrong for anyone or anything to swear fealty so easily without much thought for itself, and yet, this Digimon had. In its ruby-hued eyes, Phase couldn't find even a drop of doubt. Those words weren't taken lightly, neither by it or himself.

[color=lightblue][i]I'm at a lost for words,[/i][/color] he finally admitted to himself.

He took the Digivice back. Surprisingly it was no longer hot, instead it was warm, like a fresh loaf of bread or cup of coffee. The feeling was pleasant. The Golden Digimon stationed itself beside him, like a bodyguard of sorts. Phase closed his eyes, blinding himself to fantasy, to the promises he had made earlier. He had done this just to see if it was all real or some concoction he had crafted in his sleep. It was a bit late for that; he knew, but it was the final test he could give himself. 

When he opened them to see the angelic Norn speaking again, he smiled. [color=lightblue][i]Its not a dream. There's no echoes of mind-binding change. All of this... All of this is just as real as myself.[/i][/color]

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After Norn had finished her speech, Phase gave her a slight wave as if to say thanks. Then he walked off from the others, The Golden Digimon followed. Phase positioned himself against a tree, folded his arms, and spoke aloud to The Digimon. [color=lightblue][b]"What's your name, little guy?"[/b][/color]

The Golden Digimon stared out at the others, watching them intently. [color=gold][b]"I'am... not sure."[/b][/color]

Phase let out a questioning [i]hm?[/i] 

[color=gold][b]"My name... and past is lost to me. All I know is you. Since the moment you've arrived here, I've sensed you. Even caught glances of you. I suppose this means you'll have to give me a name."[/b][/color] The Golden Digmon fixed a ruby on him expectedly. 

A long pause rested between them, filled only by the talk and chatter of the others. A few seconds later and Phase's head had tilted up towards the sun. [b][i]It[/i][/b] had shone like gold at times to him, so blinding, and yet, he could not sense any warmth radiating from his Golden companion. In fact, he was kind of cold, just like the metal. [color=lightblue][b]"How about, Gilt?"[/b][/color] he asked. 

A kind wind passed through the pair, The Golden Digimon's white mantle was grabbed tenderly. [color=gold][b]"Gilt,"[/b][/color] It tested the name on its tongue. [color=gold][b]"Not bad, Phase. I do believe I enjoy that name. Thank you."[/b][/color]

Phase smiled beneath his mask, for he had sensed, if only a bit of warmth in his gratitude. [color=lightblue][b]"It was my pleasure."[/b][/color] 

[color=gold][b]"Question, will we be joining them?"[/b][/color] 

[color=lightblue][b]"Nah, I don't much like the white-haired kid."[/b][/color]

[color=gold][b]"Ah, Okay."[/b][/color][/indent]