"Hmm..." Trixie's optimism took a shot there at the idea that this hay seed had been stuck with some kind of stuffy nerd girl Digimon.
"Then perhaps we need to make some common ground. And Trixie perhaps has something to start that off." Reaching into her cloak she produced a bag with flourish and from inside drew out some brown bottles with pictures of apples on them.
"A green human boy found some apple cider in the rubble and was passing some out. Drink together and share in an appreciation for it's bubbly refreshing crispness!" She declared as if that would be an instant bridge builder.
Pawnchessmon took one of the bottles quietly and lifted up his helmet's visor pouring it into the darkness that obscured whatever body...if any, existed inside his armor.
It helps that I took Trixie from the comics where she fought to protect Ponyville :)
"Then perhaps we need to make some common ground. And Trixie perhaps has something to start that off." Reaching into her cloak she produced a bag with flourish and from inside drew out some brown bottles with pictures of apples on them.
"A green human boy found some apple cider in the rubble and was passing some out. Drink together and share in an appreciation for it's bubbly refreshing crispness!" She declared as if that would be an instant bridge builder.
Pawnchessmon took one of the bottles quietly and lifted up his helmet's visor pouring it into the darkness that obscured whatever body...if any, existed inside his armor.