Yeah. It's something I usually wouldn't have to talk to anyone about, but...I guess things are different now. [What with the having friends thing and everything. And the being human thing. Plot wiggles his way into Dorumon's arms, and the kid scratches him absently behind the ears as he tilts his head a little and continues.] I think I want to go traveling again, but I don't think I want to go to the same place that you and your friends are going.