Owens stares down at Gryzmon as he races across the land. He moves fast, even with Owens' weight on his back, and Owens dreads to find out what might happen if his partner will have to stop short. He digs his fingers into his fur, relieved when Gryzmon doesn't complain. The surroundings are hard to focus on at this speed and finally Owens shuts his eyes, trusting his partner to tell him if he notices something off.

His worst worry happens when Gryzmon stops short, only Owens' fingers digging into his fur keeping him from flying forward. "What is it?!" he demands before looking down, finding a young digimon staring up at them. "Who are you?"

The white creature blinks innocently and hops off, its wings fluttering uselessly as it moves away.

"What-?" Owens demands, staring at it. "Should we... follow that little, weird looking thing?"

"It's a Cupimon," Gryzmon explains. "It likes to help people and spread positivity."

"Oh great, a Digimon version of the New Day. Just as long as it doesn't have a trombone," he sighs. "C'mon, let's go see what it wants." While they lumber after the small digimon, Kevin pulls his digivice out and stares at it again, blinking when it refreshes and a blinking icon shows up on the screen. "Hey! I think the digimon is leading us to Enzo," he hisses to Gryzmon, who glances back at him.

"Let's be careful then," his partner tells him quietly. "It could be a trick."

"Right." They lurk behind Cupimon, watching as the dot on his digivice grows bigger and the area around it becomes more defined. "I think we're almost there."

Gryzmon nods and looks around sharply, his eyes narrowing as Cupimon stops at the mouth of a cave and turns to stare at them. "It's your call, Kevin," he says simply.

Kevin exhales, weighs his options. In the end, his ego wins out after imagining how the other digidestined would react upon his saving Enzo. "Go ahead," he says, tangling his fingers in Gryzmon's fur as they continue to walk forward, following Cupimon into the darkness.