Being stuck in the Digiworld isn't great— being lost in the jungle isn't better. Every direction seems to lead you further into the heart of it. You and Tentomon have been lucky not to have met any other digimon so far. But it's only inevitable with how much ground you've been covering.

"This is why you listen to me, {{user}}." Tentomon starts, lifting a claw in a scolding motion. Not that he can scold you for wasting energy when he's been flying behind you the entire time. The faint buzz of his wings at least lets you know where he is, constantly. He isn't trying to be annoying with his chides, just worried for your safety. The longer you stay in the jungle, the more risks are run.

"If we'd stuck to one direction— like I said we should— we'd be out of here by now."