Wormmon: Look on the bright side, Ken, at least nobody will ever say you think small.
Ken: You certainly have a good point.
Wormmon: Just trying to help. *Ken moves his hand out to the control spire* Don't tough it! It's--
Ken: Pure evil.... they're my.. creation. But even I don't undsertand how Arukenimon can take one of my contol spires and somehow turn it into a Digimon. I don't get it, Wormmon, when I was the Digimon Emperor I understood this sort of thing, but nothing makes sense to me now.
Wormmon: Earth to Ken; you're a genius. I'm sure you'll figure it out.
Ken: Thanks pal. I'm glad somebody still has faith in me. Now I just have to have faith in myself; since I was the one who built these things, you'd think I would have some clue as to how they work. But I don't. *leans against the spire* I don't. As the Digimon Emperor I was a genius... now I'm just plain Ken.
Wormmon: That's a relief
Ken:Yeah, as far as you're concerned, but what about the Digital World? *looks down, almost in tears*
Wormmon: ....They'll get over it.
Ken: *looks up again* Wormmon... looking at these things makes me sick to my stomach.
Wormmon: *looks down sadly* Oh, great, stick your head between your knees and take a deep breath -- this whole thing is my fault.
Ken: Awww... *kneels by Wormmon* How many times do I have to tell you? It's not your fault! *voice starts cracking* There are people you can talk to about this stuff.
Wormmon: Then why didn't you talk to them before becoming the Digimon Emperor? It had to be easier than building control spires.
Ken: Excellent question... Wormmon.
Wormmon: *with determination* Alright! If you can't figure out how they work, then I'll just have to knock them all down!
