Kimiko looked at the crew of the second bicycle with her head tilted, probably thinking something was slightly odd about Kazou's slow encroachment on Hitomi. It wasn't worth thinking something was odd about Hitomi; that was a statement as tried and true as the laws of gravity. She was a little surprised they didn't decide to have more fun with this and ride like she and Daisuke were, though.

It was like her parents always said, nothing could go wrong for you while your legs were wrapped around the head of a true companion.

With her helmet securely fastened around her mop of hair and heart-shaped face, Kimiko's face took on the ghost of a confident grin and pointed in the vague direction of the detective's office.

[color=00a651]"[i]DRU.[/i] His name is DRU, and he is the answer to all our prayers,"[/color] the girl corrected, curling her pointed finger into a larger fist and bringing it down onto Daisuke's head, tugging on the back tufts of his hair insistently. [color=00a651]"Hi-yo, Silver-kun. Bring me to my pet. Tonto rides beside us faithfully."[/color]