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[crimeas_hero]

[Ike is sitting on a bench. He's leaning forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped in front of his face. His eyes are closed, and he bears a somber expression

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[onwingsofhope]

. . . Hello again. You don't look too good, Mr. Guard.

[crimeas_hero]

[Ike opens his eyes, and sees the same young boy that he met before.]

Oh, uh. You don't need to worry. I'm all right.

[onwingsofhope]

Oh.

[Takeru and Patamon stand there motionlessly for a few moments before the boy solemnly turns and begins to dig around in his pockets]

Candy always makes me feel better. Here!

[crimeas_hero]

[Ike visibly flinches. He hasn't forgotten what happened when BB was in his body for a week.]

Er! Uh, no thanks. I...don't like sweets.