He thought, for a moment, back to Raven's writing on the board.

They seem like matched sets.

Did that mean that, somewhere, there was a Ren- or Akira- simply... waiting for him, somehow? Rookmon had called him Chosen. And what did that mean?

"I don't know how I feel about that, I think. On the one hand, I don't like the idea that I'm somehow... I don't know. Fated to meet these people, or whatever. But on the other..."

She'd been there. She knew. Don't leave me alone.