['Gabumon'? Her eyes are drawn inexorably to his present companion, and she regards him for a moment, brows raising very slightly. Presently she seems to decide that this is probably the person in question, and she offers a little nod by way of acknowledgement.] I see. Then you were lucky.

[Worried... would probably be a good word for it, ultimately, if she were to consider it, but it's only natural for her to be concerned about the well-being of others, 'ordinary' or not. Looking back at Yamato,]

It was, [she can and does say, because she falls - albeit somewhat loosely - into both categories.] I spent most of the time hiding. If there hadn't been people who helped me--... it would have been even worse.