Saejima was half-heartedly doing his reports, keeping an eye on the sick mechdog curled up in the corner. Shadowmaru had contracted some viral data on one of his hacking excursions, and was suffering from the effects. Toudou had worked out the antivirus software, but it was causing an overheat in the sickly robot and he required supervision. Saejima, working late, had invited Shadowmaru to his office. He said it was for company. In all honesty, the older policeman was terribly worried about his baby and found it imperative that Shadowmaru stay in his sight until he was deemed virus-free. At some point in the evening, the shuddering mech had walked over to lay beside his guardian, head resting on the commissioner’s lap, optics begging for petting and reassurance. Saejima calmly set aside his work and rubbed behind the canine’s ears, waiting until Shadowmaru fell into recharge.