"Well, I wouldn't want to get myself scolded by the robots, now would I?"
Of course, no matter how startlingly comfortable Dexter may find himself with anyone, he's always valued his personal space. This is one point on which they'll just have to continually disagree. At least he can tolerate it under the circumstances, to let Rudy take a look at the forensic paraphernalia he's setting up. He barely even tenses as he leans back in his chair a bit.
"The slide will serve its manufacturer intended purpose. Whichever manufacturer it is that supplies interdimensional underwater prisons."
Yet more reasons to doubt the reality of this place.