-Times."
the rabbit man digimon gives a soft chuckle, leaning backwards as if to sit on the air.
"Indeed, do you believe in him, human?" An odd question aimed point blank.
"A digimon that doesn't know of Saint Nicholas? How strange! Perhaps from a server that the glorious obese gentleman doesn't venture to.
I get.. pleasure.. Non, Joy from it? While taking from others bring me more, it is a gift to share that wealth with some during these trying-
"Oh? Do others not cherish gifts? What an odd sort of people you meet."
Playfully, he puts his free hand to his chin in thought, faking sme bewilderment.
With a soft smile and a nod, the tall digimon hands over a stack of bills to pay for his meal. Walking away with a nice meat for the afternoon.
Though a few yards away, the sneaky rabbit pulls a second from beneath his cloak.
"Mmm, never a dull day."