It's not long before Ken is bending over and also, well, holding something. A crumpled, pale-green something, with a leaf draped over its blobby body.

He turns to Siebren to show him. "This is Leafmon."

Leafmon gives a little sigh and sucks on his - oh, no, he's a baby with a pacifier. "Ken-chan?"

Ken-chan is here. That's good. And...

Oh. His...his friend. That's good too.

Leafmon gives a little smile, peering out in sore, exhausted bleariness from behind his leaf. "You protected Ken-chan, didn't you? Thank you."

It's okay. He doesn't care that the person Siebren protected Ken-chan from was him. When Siebren thought Ken-chan was in danger, he didn't hesitate to keep him safe.

Leafmon is very happy to know that.