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Tekz poked her head into the front room and stared at her owner. He was quickly pacing back and forth, it was easy to see something was on his mind. “Hey!” Tekz began using her telepathy “ I was trying to sleep you know! It’s pretty difficult when all you hear is thud, thud, thud!”. Digi was taken by surprise for a few moments. Even after a few months, He was not used to the idea that his pet could talk. Digi did not stop pacing as he apologised to his pet. Tekz came into the room and climbed onto the sofa. She watched him and for a moment no-one spoke. “Sooo…” Tekz looked around, trying to start a conversation, “What’s got you so stressed?”. Digi stopped pacing and looked at Tekz. She had a slight goofy look on her face as she tried to smile. This, as always, made him chuckled .He sat down on the other half of the sofa. Tekz lay down and placed her head in Digi’s lap allowing him to stroke her. “Well….”,Digi explained about the upcoming race that night, and the rising threat he saw in Dravix. At no point did Tekz stop listening. She took in all that her owner had to say; nodding every few moments to reassure Digi that she was paying attention. By the end Tekz already knew what to say. She lifted her head as much as she could, “I understand that you’re feeling a bit worried and scared about the whole race thing, who wouldn`t be? But…” She broke away from her original sentence for a moment, “…now this is important ok? Who was it who faced death and saved himself?” She asked. Digi nodded but Tekz didn`t take that as an answer .She repeatedly kept asking the same question over and over until her owner replied with “Me”. From that point she started listing events where Digi had shown himself brave; stating them in questions. “Who was it who raced to gain the respect of everyone else? , who was it who won the RRGP? , who was it who asked Bubble out against all odds?....”. And with every answer, Digi felt strength rise in his soul. He felt stronger as he became louder. He went from sitting to standing; by the end he was screaming at the top of his lungs and punching the air. Tekz, who was still sat on the sofa, looked at her owner; now so full of energy; and smiled. `Looks like his confidence has returned `she thought to herself happily. Watching her owner jump around so much was too much for her. She had to join the excitement, she leapt down and began leaping and bouncing into the air, spinning around him as they laughed.

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Tekz poked her head into the front room and stared at her owner. He was quickly pacing back and forth, it was easy to see something was on his mind. “Hey!” Tekz began using her telepathy “ I was trying to sleep you know! It’s pretty difficult when all you hear is thud, thud, thud!”. Digi was taken by surprise for a few moments. Even after a few months, He was not used to the idea that his pet could talk. Digi did not stop pacing as he apologised to his pet. Tekz came into the room and climbed onto the sofa. She watched him and for a moment no-one spoke. “Sooo…” Tekz looked around, trying to start a conversation, “What’s got you so stressed?”. Digi stopped pacing and looked at Tekz. She had a slight goofy look on her face as she tried to smile. This, as always, made him chuckled .He sat down on the other half of the sofa. Tekz lay down and placed her head in Digi’s lap allowing him to stroke her. “Well….”,Digi explained about the upcoming race that night, and the rising threat he saw in Dravix. At no point did Tekz stop listening. She took in all that her owner had to say; nodding every few moments to reassure Digi that she was paying attention. By the end Tekz already knew what to say. She lifted her head as much as she could, “I understand that you’re feeling a bit worried and scared about the whole race thing, who wouldn`t be? But…” She broke away from her original sentence for a moment, “…now this is important ok? Who was it who faced death and saved himself?” She asked. Digi nodded but Tekz didn`t take that as an answer .She repeatedly kept asking the same question over and over until her owner replied with “Me”. From that point she started listing events where Digi had shown himself brave; stating them in questions. “Who was it who raced to gain the respect of everyone else? , who was it who won the RRGP? , who was it who asked Bubble out against all odds?....”. And with every answer, Digi felt strength rise in his soul. He felt stronger as he became louder. He went from sitting to standing; by the end he was screaming at the top of his lungs and punching the air. Tekz, who was still sat on the sofa, looked at her owner; now so full of energy; and smiled. `Looks like his confidence has returned `she thought to herself happily. Watching her owner jump around so much was too much for her. She had to join the excitement, she leapt down and began leaping and bouncing into the air, spinning around him as they laughed.