Heart of Ice

What a Softie

The man and android were just going past the DPD desks when Klara caught them.

Not her again...

"Hello Conan! Where are you going?"
"We're going on a walk." He explained calmly.
"Hey! You're detective Gavin Reed! I'm Klara! Good day!"
"Not necessarily..." Gavin groaned.
"Don't worry! Conan, despite his scary looks was actually very nice to me! He's a very fair android. I'm happy we'll be working together." Her cheerfulness seemed to unsettle the detective. Perhaps he wasn't used to androids being so friendly.

"Oh and Conan. You were congratulated for your efficiency, recently. Since you do good there, and I have a lot of knowledge on the case, we're gonna be alone on the next mission. Connor's got other things." She grinned, her fingertips' skin was slowly fading away as she said that. Gavin gulped and pressed against Conan, pushing him towards the doors.
"Y-yeah awesome. Bye." The detective hissed before RK900 could say anything.

The android opened the DPD's doors for Gavin and let him walk through, watching him carefully then turning his attention to Klara. When she was out of sight, he followed behind the man.

"Where would you like to go, detective?" RK900 asked.
"Away from that." Gavin groaned.
"The LK800?"
"Mhm."
"Do you like candy?"
"Does it look like I'm five?" He turned his head to the android in annoyance. Gavin was actually pretty short compared to him.

Scanning...
Match found!
198 meters away.

Those 198 meters they walked in disturbing silence, Gavin unsettled and instinctively shortening distance between them, as if he was scared that he would be shot.

They finally arrived at the shop. It was a small café. As they entered, the detective immediately spotted the glass covering, through which were displayed many colorful chocolates, jellies and a large tray of cube-shaped marshmallows.

"Woah..." he gasped. Gavin Reed has obviously not been here before, however his previous statement was only bent with every excited move of the man. "Actually, you can buy me a few marshmallows, but it was your idea."

"Alright." Conan rolled his eyes at that request.

The android ordered Reed a cappuccino and six marshmallows, every one of them a different flavor. Before they even got to sit down, the man already lifted one of the mallows, quietly admiring its squishiness.

I'm assuming this has something to do with the old foam toy trend...

When they sat down, RK900 observed as Gavin bit off half of the mallow, staring at it for a moment before eating the other half with a quiet puffing sound of the candy.

Soon enough, another two marshmallows left off to the detective's mouth, Gavin chewing them rapidly. The man's strange behavior had some sort of charm to it Conan didn't understand...

Software instability.

RK900's lips malfunctioned, their tips stretching widely towards his cheeks. His system buzzed and a few errors popped up. Gavin was suddenly aware of this and before stuffing the final sweet into his body, he looked at Conan.

"Whatcha starin' at?" RK900 didn't answer, making the detective look uncomfortable. After swallowing the mallows he stretched his arm with the remaining treat's tip between his thumb and finger towards Conan. It was sprinkled in dried raspberry pieces. "Here, if this is what it takes to stop you from staring at me, you can have it."

Am I supposed to take it with my hand? Or am I supposed to cup my hand underneath? Maybe I should just eat it, some humans feed each other at cafés.