[He's--]

[Holyfuckingshit.]

[Dirk's jaw goes slack and his shoulder slump-- it's a wonder he doesn't drop the damn communicator.]

[A moment later he affords a breathless laugh, shaking his head and pulling off his shades to pinch the bridge of his nose with his eyes shut.]

Shit, dude. You're my fucking brother, aren't you. [He shakes his head, replacing the shades.] Spill, I'll get some exploring done before I'm abruptly bombarded with you in the flesh.