The doggo in question still wasn't quite trustworthy. Not to Daisuke. He didn't [i]fear[/i] DRU, not in the slightest, but whatever Kimiko did to sway it? He wasn't sure it wouldn't wear off. It had only been a day, after all, and he wanted to be sure it wasn't gonna turn murder-y again. One of those pizzas took off a man's arm, he wasn't too keen on seeing what it might do to someone's back. He could deal with it if it happened but only if he was ready. Hence, he still didn't quite trust DRU.

Still, the little guy was kinda cute. In a way.

And Kimiko certainly liked him. His one line was a lot less scary when there were pink hearts in his eyes. And seeing Kimiko plop down on his head for a ride sparked up a certain empathy. The little guy would do his duty like a good doggo. Kimiko was even talking about teaching him to fetch fries, which would certainly be [i]interesting[/i]. He wasn't sure his boss'd like taking an order from a robot, especially a delivery one at that, but it'd probably work. He'd just need to explain it was a regular.

Daisuke swung a leg over and off the bike to dismount and flip down the kickstand, parking it next to the detective's office door. He gave a little wave to DRU, as odd as it seemed, and swiveled to look at Kazou.

"She's got a point. Anyway, this is DRU. There were about... Sixty of them, yesterday. Maybe a couple more."