"The two latter ideas sound more likely than the former," Dib contemplated, "Gir's been setting up tunnels through our apartment because he... honestly, I don't know why he does it, he just does and it's weird. Whatever you're having is fine, thanks." Dib tucked his hands in his pockets. "But it's not going so badly, I figure," Dib added with a musing tone, "After all, he hasn't self destructed, and he hasn't gone completely crazy without his master around. I'm seeing it as a small, personal victory."