slipping into crime scenes? detectives? they really got the kid roped up on a new outlook. far different than the one raven was left with, but it seemed like yuri was more comfortably set in playing along with whatever ideas had been crammed into that hard skull of his. seemed he had a spot in those memories of his, still, though.
regardless of what tune he dances to, yuri still remains yuri. repede, too, it would seem, if that casual disinterest was anything to go by. his poor ditto barely given a second thought before the pooch was taking to his companions side.
raven almost has to stifle a laugh before chiming in again, a hand casually risen to wave away the attorney's question, "ohh, no, it can do a lot more than just play my double." sticking to his visage just made it easier to keep track of the fella, and of what trouble it might get itself into. "the idea is ta keep the lil' guy outta trouble, though--"
taking that as its cue, ditto lets itself stretch in a joyous wobble, its body soon enveloped in a white glow as transform took effect. the pokemons silhouette rises and expands, slowly forming into a desired shape. once satisfied with its transformation the glow fades, revealing a new form taken.
where there wasn't one before, there's now a tail set wagging as ditto sits itself back. rather pleased with yuri's suggestion, it would seem.
"...buuuut it seems ya went and fed it an idea it liked. good goin', kid. guess repede's got a bit o' competition after all, eh?"