[There's a brief flash of incredible brightness, the widest of smiles at Peggy's suggestion she'd like to keep in touch. Dirk is still startled and overjoyed whenever it happens that people actually want him around -- it's not something to which he's grown in the least accustomed. The question, though, brings him to a halt, drags something hesitant and almost alarmed into his expression. He looks like a man who has never been 'quite all right' in his entire life and has mostly resigned himself to that fact, and is therefore somewhat perturbed that he's being asked about it.

It's a very long story. A very long story he doesn't feel like telling, even, at least not tonight.]

Perfectly! Really excellent, actually.

[So he's waiting for it to all fall down around his head.]

I have been told I have an occasionally alarming turn of phrase. Sorry. No filter. Think I lost it somewhere. Ages ago, even; much too late now.

[So... no, but yes, but no. But yes. Mostly yes. He's fine.]

I will, though. Give you a ring about my findings, once I've found them. You too! I mean, anything.

[No, seriously. Anything, and at just about any hour too.]