There's no way to tell how reliable the demon will be when issued orders in times of stress, but for now, the light praise and simple beckoning are easily successful. Huaisang hardly has to gesture before the demon downs the rest of his drink, stuffs one more piece of food into his maw, and hops up to follow.

As he leans against the railing at his keeper's side, his ears are attentively perked, focus honed in on each locale that is pointed out to him. Absorbing the information without distraction. It's a good sign that he is in fact capable of falling into "work mode," like a well-trained hound should be able to do. However, the question remains whether or not he will do so whenever his keeper asks.