“Ingredients are all around us! We live in an edible world and you can cook with almost anything. Even you or me, but I wouldn't recommend it, hoo-hee.

“And yes, you could eat them alone. Some taste good. Some are too bitter, or too bland. Some change you in bad ways.

“With cooking, you can control what parts express themselves. The lift of wheat without the blandness. The warmth of mocha without the bitterness. The peace of sugar without the complacency. Custom flavors, custom powers.”

Hotshot contemplates this revelation.

Thinking... thinking...

...the big guy just said it would be a bad idea to bite him—well, a bad idea to cook with him, but biting him is probably a bad idea too for similar reasons—but now that the subject has been raised, Hotshot wants to bite him.

He has a tried and true solution to this problem!

He shakes himself out of his contemplative silence and hops forward and licks Digitamamon's shell.

Tastes like licking well-seasoned scrambled eggs from a spoon, if the spoon was made of bone and the eggs were night-black.

Digitamamon takes a step back, saying "Under the circumstances, I'll take that as a gesture of fondness."

"Well, I wasn't going to bite you," he explains, if you can call that an explanation.

"What about fake food?," asks Mochimon, remembering Pidmon's example of an evil plot.

"I guess you could do that. Waste of good ingredients though."

Hotshot is very intrigued by the possibilities implied by the concept of cooking. He's still sort of hazy on how exactly you're supposed to put this theory into practice, but he can't quite figure out how to formulate the question. He sits back and thinks hard again.

Hearing no further questions, he closes with "Come to me if you wish to learn cooking," and begins to waddle off.

"Do we want to learn cooking?" he wonders.

"I don't know," Mochimon replies. "It was a good cookie."

"I don't think we really learned what he was, though. Maybe we should ask another one."

Nyaromon starts hopping in a direction.

Hotshot follows!

As does Mochimon.

Elecmon is standing off to the edge with the cat creature.

"What are they?"

"Well since you hatched you've learned more and gotten bigger?"

Full-body nod.

"Our guests today are some ’mon who hatched earlier, so they've had time to learn even more and get even bigger."

"Wooooow," says Hotshot. "You mean we could get that big??"

"You could! If you travel a lot, and eat lots of different things, and train a lot, and stay safe, you could get as big as Kenkimon there."

"I wanna get that big!!" he exclaims. "I wanna get bigger than that. I wanna get SO BIG."

"If that's what you want," the cat 'mon starts.

    Elecmon cuts in with, "They just hatched."

"Our guests today," she continues, "are here to take apprentices."

"Yesterday, Calimon."

    "That means traveling with them, helping with their work, following their instructions."

"Fighting beside them, fighting ’mon who could delete them."

"Delete sounds... bad?"