I'm sick of waiting. [The words are out before Dirk has a chance to catch up with what he just said. All they had done in the session, no, all his group had done all their lives is wait like sacrifices on a chopping block. He scrubs at his face. He can't take it back now that it's out there.]

...Considering what that ice is made of, waiting is not the smartest move. [He can't keep the tiredness out of his voice. He might have let that slip but the fuck he's going to go slipping on every little thing. That's not how he has ever worked. He looks at his brother as he pushes his shades up.]

Gathering data now is more important than it has ever been before.