[h3][u]Danny and Tatl[/u][/h3]

Danny cradled Tatl in his arms. [i]I should have done more.[/i] Danny thought to himself. He was so focused on Tatl that he was startled by the sudden announcement from Andrew Starling.

"Well okay then. I'm Daniel Pender, but I go by Danny. I practice and compete in weapons based martial arts." Danny paused for a brief moment to look at Tatl. "Hey Tatl. Do you want to introduce yourself?" Danny asked her.

"Might as well." Tatl sat up on Danny's arms, her legs hanging off of them. As she did so, her wings dimmed a little, as she didn't like the spotlight on her. "I'm Tinkermon, but everyone calls me Tatl Tael, T-a-t-l space T-a-e-l. Though Danny just calls me Tatl for short."

Danny wasn't sure, but he thought he noticed a pattern with Tatl's wings' brightness. He decided to test this out. "Alright, someone else's turn now." Danny motioned for them to continue, then turned slightly to hide Tatl a bit from view. "I'm sorry for putting you on the spot." Danny whispered to Tatl.

Tatl smiled, leaned over, and hugged Danny's arm. As she did so, her wings brightened again, confirming Danny's suspicion that the brightness was tied to her emotions. "It's okay Danny. You don't need to apologize for that."

Danny carefully pressed his hand on Tatl, to return the hug, and smiled back.

[h3][u]At the Mansion[/u][/h3]

Danny didn't care for the walk to the mansion. Not because he couldn't handle it, but well... "Are we there yet?" Tatl asked, poking her head out of Danny's jacket pocket.

"No." He answered. She ducked back in.

A few minutes passed by, and this repeated. Again and again.

Danny couldn't blame her. She didn't really seem to like talking to or around the other Digimon, especially Elecmon and Renamon, so she was probably bored.

When they finally got there, Danny was glad the walk was over. "We're here, Tatl."

"Finally!" Tatl flew out of Danny's pocket and looked around the mansion, before flying back to Danny when Angemon came out. She sat on Danny's shoulder this time.

Danny listened to Angemon. For some reason, he didn't trust the Digimon. Maybe he was just being paranoid, but at the end of the day, he couldn't really do anything about it, and so decided to just relax. He walked over to the table, and ate some of the food, and drank some of the milk. Tatl sat on the table next to his plate and joined in eating and drinking. After eating, Danny decided to move further from the group, and look in his crossbody bag. Abby seemed to be okay.

"What's that?" Tatl asked, looking in the bag out of curiosity.

"A doll my mom owned." Danny answered.

"What's a mom? And can I see it?" Tatl made a puzzled face before reaching for the doll.

"No!" Danny whisper yelled, quickly closing the bag. Tatl looked hurt. "I'm sorry. It's just this doll is very important to me. I don't let anyone touch her. As for a mom, a mom is a type of parent, a usually fully grown human that takes care of one or more young humans. I'm not sure if I can easily explain it if you don't have those here."

Tatl thought about it for a moment, when she looked over at Renamon, and something seemed to click in her mind. "Oh, like the guardians of the Viximons that chased m-. Um. Nevermind." Tatl looked away and ducked into Danny's jacket like she had done when they first met, ashamed of what she had done, and not wanting to talk about that.

"I'm going to assume this is like your scar, and you don't want to talk about it." Tatl didn't answer. "Well. Whatever it is, you don't have to talk about it until you're ready."

Tatl came back out, flew up, and hugged Danny around the neck, still not really meeting his gaze. "Thank you."

Danny returned the hug by gently placing his hand around her. "Of course. Let's go mingle some." Tatl sat back on Danny's shoulder, as he walked back to the group.