Black Blood Chapter 17
Todd’s ears shot up as he watched ren place his left paw over his right. “ren!” todd said as he leaned over. he pulled ren so he sat straight up, eliciting a pained gasp from ren.
Existential Crisis
"don't be getting ideas, ren."
Dracius: Origins Part III
"i think he is nervous, lord artos," ren said. "quite!" artos said. "suggestions?" ren blinked at being asked for his opinion. "well, i guess you could try petting him. that works with cats and dogs. or maybe sing to him?"
Home truths
Do you remember when ren said that he didn't want you to be afraid of him?" "i… yeah, i do." "i can't help but share many of ren's feelings… including that sentiment. a tamer should never fear their digimon."
Continue?
As ren made his way back to gather his scattered resources, the tamer remembered something he had heard previously. “...hey ren, can i ask you something?" “of course."
As One
"ahh, ren, you're late... again." he spoke in a monotone voice that showed no emotion, yet it was obvious that he was annoyed... somehow.
Dracius Origin XII
“he's not used to riding, ren, and it's done a number on him. could you look him over and see if there's anything you can do to help?" ren nodded.
Morning Glory
ren's whole demeanour perked at the possibility of new foods.
Gate-Keeper
"oh, ren, ren, ren. that captain's chair's a fetter, sure as any docking clamp, and in it you are tethered to the stars!" he sat back and sighed, looking at the prints absently. "i wouldn't trade an hour with them for your whole life."
Black Blood Chapter 15
ren gave his acknowledgement and let out a sigh as his ears relaxed. ren placed the piece of paper face down on his desk before slowly getting up. the edges of the paper fluttered as ren left the room.
Believe It or Not
ren was now a certified expert with the vacuum, having done both the spare room and his tamer's bedroom. “alrighty, thanks for doing that ren. saves a lot of time having an extra set of hands to help out."
Christmas Morning Craft
However, as the digimon came closer, he realised ren was walking slightly oddly. the fox also had one hand behind his back, seemingly trying to adjust the shorts. “do they fit ok, ren?" ren kept fiddling for a moment before responding.