[Dirk takes the apple in his hand and inspects it, fruit still being a pretty novel concept. Jake always used to tell him about pineapples and coconuts and mangoes, but seeing something in person was worlds different than looking at it over a webchat.]

Thanks, dude. Much obliged.

[He looks back up at Dagran and tosses the apple into his sylladex for later.]

I'd be down to walk for a while, if you don't mind.