Yuri's expression dipped into a frown. At the very least, the woman hadn't assumed he was a boy like the Monitamon at the front desk. "My name is Tsuda Yuri. I'm here about the open position at this Tamer Union." She rested a hand on Kuro's head. No doubt the Digimon could sense her irritation. It was helpful that they were on the same wavelength. And yet...

She moved inside, glancing around the office. It was small, but a bit cluttered. A Taomon was helping with the work. In a pair of chairs sat a young man and his partner Digimon. What was that one again? A Lunamon? It looked so sweet and unassuming, but looks could be deceiving with Digimon, just as with people; the sweetest little Cutemon could be plotting something nasty, while the scariest Cerberumon could be nothing more than a big puppy.

Yuri took a seat in a spare chair, making sure to keep a little space between herself and the young man. Kuro sat on the floor beside her, his big green eyes following the woman intently, measuring her up. Was she friend? Foe? Snack? Kuro had to know.