"Destined for what?" Nate demanded. Generally that word never meant anything g--

A small girl tackled his leg, and for a minute he was knocked off balance by the power radiating off her. "What the--"

He was saying that an awful lot right now.

"Yeah-huh," she said, cheerfully, not because she actually knew what a digi-whotsit was, but because Poromon looked adorable and she needed to have it, now.