"It's not just Futaba-san I am worried about," he points out with his chopsticks- sushi held between them as his mind wanders. He remembers Wolf, not the older one, but the Akechi who controls a Digimon. He didn't seem like he wanted to be in the loop of the matters in the same way as the Hasegawas were, but as long as the AI and Kuon can protect themselves, that's all that matters. He has Azathoth himself whom he can count on, now that he can control it.

The cognitions next to them flicker their gaze back at them, looking between each other confusedly as both Takuto and Kuon only kept talking.

"Sorry," he waves the sushi, still not eating it, while his mind wanders. "I didn't mean to offend you. It's a good thing that you are confident in your capabilities; it's enough for me to know that my trust and collaboration with you are in good hands."