The robot had never aspired to tallness, and didn't know what differences that would make for him. Gir giggled shrilly as Dib picked him up, then pounced on the man in an attempt to scramble up to his shoulders. "I'm tall!"
Somehow it managed to sink into Gir's head that Dib wasn't such a bad guy. There were times when Gir had thought of Dib as the enemy--not that Gir had done much in the way of security--but he wasn't acting like an enemy. He was kind of nice!
Gir knocked on the side of Dib's head. "You'll grow into it," he said comfortingly.