Things change quickly, both on earth and in the digiworld. The only relief they've found recently is Luke returning in time to save them all from Ranamon and Scorpmon. Not having to worry about those two is a nice thing, especially after all of the time that Scorpmon has spent stalking Ariya Daivari on earth with his camera trick.
"We need to regroup," Luke says, standing in front of his panel and staring at Seth, Shinsuke, Rob Stone, and Mox. "I understand that it was a pivotal week for your business."
"Yeah," Seth says. "Wrestlemania weekend."
Luke nods. "Right. I am fixing things on this end currently, when do you think things will be quieter on your end?"
"Next week," Seth says. "We'll all have time to settle down by then."
Mox looks unimpressed by this, more tension in his shoulders than even Luke has seen in a long time. "Fine," he grumbles when Seth quirks an eyebrow at him.
"That sounds fine," Rob Stone says, the most easy going of the four of them.
"It's acceptable," Shinsuke says.
"Great," Luke says. "I will have everything set up by then, and we can resume answering distress calls. I don't expect any problems. Any questions?" The four men before him remain unresponsive and Luke sighs. "Alright, then. See you all next week."
His screen disappears and leaves the four of them there, staring at each other. "Well," Seth says, looking from Mox to Shinsuke to Stone. "See you next week." He sneers as Shinsuke and Stone's screens disappear as well, leaving him and Mox staring at each other.
"Really liked the sound of my name in your mouth this week, didn't you?" Mox asks sarcastically.
"A bit," Seth says, face falling blank as he hovers over the x button.
Mox huffs, scrapes his hand over his head. "Right. Well, catch ya next week if you don't get yourself killed by everyone targeting you over Heyman." He sneers.
Before Seth can respond, Mox disappears and he rolls his eyes. "Right," he mumbles, glancing down at Betamon. "Well, guess we have a week to decompress from everything."
"That sounds alright," Betamon yawns, curling up at his feet.
"Yeah, I don't disagree," Seth muses, lifting Betamon up and holding him close as he falls asleep.