Right.

[This guy seems genuinely friendly, which is never to be taken at face value but is at least a good place to start. Dirk makes a forceful effort to pull himself out of thought when Dagran offers the question.]

Yeah, no... Not used to being around people much. Sorry.

[Knight, huh? Sounded more Lord of the Rings than reality, like something out of Roxy's wizard fanfiction. If this guy was telling the truth then the universes all of them came from were radically different parallel existences, possibly born out of the infinite offshoots of time streams. He'd have to look into this later.]

Dirk. [He said, small smile forming. He wasn't used to keeping a straight face, having been able to be largely deadpan with ease when it came to digital communication. Having someone that can see your expressions adds another layer of complexity to social interaction-- then again, there is also the benefit of being able to see other people directly, too.

Dirk realizes that his introduction wasn't exactly eloquent. He decides to elaborate.]

Strider. Dirk Strider.