Hiding under the bed sounded like the best suggestion Dirk had heard all day. But, his instincts told him that hiding wasn't the best decision he could make. Of course, heading outside was even more of a bad decision.
"Very good suggestion, Mr. uh..."
His voice trailed off as he took in the man's clothing and demeanor. There was something about him that just screamed 'secret-government-agency'. Like most things in Dirk's life, he couldn't explain how someone could look as though they'd be most comfortable wearing dark glasses and thin black tie. There didn't appear to be any real explanation other than 'if you've seen one secret government agent, then you've seen them all.' Plus, it took away from the desire to stare at the man's missing arm. Rude, Dirk. Very rude.
He held out his hand to the man before he slowly began to drop it, beginning to doubt his original assessment of his surroundings. "Tell me, you're not from Blackwing... are you?"
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"Very good suggestion, Mr. uh..."
His voice trailed off as he took in the man's clothing and demeanor. There was something about him that just screamed 'secret-government-agency'. Like most things in Dirk's life, he couldn't explain how someone could look as though they'd be most comfortable wearing dark glasses and thin black tie. There didn't appear to be any real explanation other than 'if you've seen one secret government agent, then you've seen them all.' Plus, it took away from the desire to stare at the man's missing arm. Rude, Dirk. Very rude.
He held out his hand to the man before he slowly began to drop it, beginning to doubt his original assessment of his surroundings. "Tell me, you're not from Blackwing... are you?"