"Oh, well, they do!" And so, Clear launched into one of his oddball stories of what merciless torture dogs had wrought upon him. "They barked at me a lot, and they were growling. One even tried to bite me, so I was sure that they were going to eat me! They were the junkyard dogs, and they... were very mean. Very mean and very hungry!"

The implication for any old person was obvious. The dogs were aggressively defending their territory, perhaps even their young, and were not in any way looking to eat their trespassers. How could an isolated little android recognize that much? Not very easily, natch.

"So, please be careful around the scary dogs. Those are the big ones." Certain of his Really True Facts of Life, he gave a firm nod or two. "They would probably really like to eat you, Sonny-san. They would probably like to eat anyone! It's very frightening..."

What horror stories he weaved in his corrupted little mind were definitely not enrapturing.