"Wh- what do I do?" Seth asks, his skin growing paler the longer they stare at the digimon embedded in his hand. "Betamon? What do I do? I can't... I can't stay like this, I have to-"

Betamon takes a breath. "I'll... I'll go get some help, Seth. Just...try to relax, and don't move too much. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Seth watches helplessly as his partner takes off as quickly as he can back towards Luke's hideout and closes his eyes tightly. "Oh man, this sucks," he whispers, digging his free hand into the sand. "Come on, I- I finally have everything going for me... I, I have the title, and things are going well with Becky, and I just... I can't lose it all like this."

Sweat drips down his jaw, catching in his beard, before trickling down his neck, adding to his discomfort and making him want to reach up and scratch at the itchy sensation it leaves him. "Dammit," he breathes raggedly. "Hurry up, Betamon. I can't hold on much longer..."

He's never been going at sitting still, or at waiting, but he tries to force himself to do just that as he waits, and waits, and waits. The Digimon still clinging to him is as silent and as watchful as he is and Seth closes his eyes, not able to look down into his fixated eyes any longer. "Please let me go," he says quietly. "Just... remove your teeth and sink down into the water. I swear, I'm not your enemy, you can just..." But he can tell his words are going nowhere, that the digimon doesn't care what he's saying, in fact it just seems to bite down harder.

Seth cries out in shock and pain, pleading quietly for Betamon to return, when he hears the familiar steps trodding ever closer to him. He looks up, relieved and happy to see his friend again, when he looks behind Betamon. "Where- where are the others?"

"They're not coming," his partner says dismissively. "We had a quick discussion and they agreed with me that Chikurimon doing what it needs to right now is best for everyone. So why not move your hand, try to bring it closer? Let it have a clean, clear shot when it self-destructs around you? Yes, that seems about right to me. Go on, Seth. I'll find a better, stronger partner I'm sure."

Seth stares down at him in shock and horror. "Betamon-"

"Don't make me make you do it, Seth," Betamon warns him but, when a few moments have passed and Seth still hasn't even made an attempt to move, his patience fails and he rushes towards Seth, claws outstretched. "Fine then, I'll show you what I mean!" he declares, swiping quickly at the young man.