Ariya Daivari's been a Digidestined for awhile now. But that doesn't mean he's experienced much action, because there are so many others who jump into the action before he even gets an opportunity, which actually is fine for him. Fight smarter, not harder, after all. That, and his partner seems quite happy to remain at the level he's at.
Puttimon is a cute, wide eyed little angel of a baby, anyway, and Ariya couldn't imagine someone that desperate to force him to fight to get stronger. He tickles the little guy, laughing under his breath as he squirms and wiggles. "Putti, Putti," his partner laughs, voice growing highpitched under the ticklish attack of his fingers.
Ariya brings Puttimon everywhere with him, another reason to keep the little guy this size as they walk through airports and hotels, Puttimon content to curl up in Ariya's empty carry on bag and sleep until they're alone and he can come out for more one-on-one play time with his partner. It's not the easiest thing to keep while in a faction. Nese and Woods are always around, and Mark Sterling likes to get involved in every aspect of their lives. But Ariya manages it, especially on days they're not on the road.
One thing he didn't anticipate is how having such a young, unpowered partner brings all kinds of attention onto him, especially by evil digimon looking for an easy in to get at the digidestined. But no matter how distracted he may be, it becomes obvious when technology starts acting strange. Like cameras aiming right at him while he walks through hotel lobbies or grocery stores. Or when he's crossing the street.
"What the hell is this?" he mumbles under his breath, growing more and more paranoid as he notices it happening more and more regularly.
Puttimon too grows worried about it, murmuring and rubbing his face into Ariya's neck, distressed.
Ariya vows to talk to Luke about it the next time he's in the digiworld, gritting his teeth as yet another camera twists around to aim at him, red light flashing repeatedly.