[He remembers something Mikleo said, then: becoming a dragon has serious associations in his world.]

Dirk walks over to the dragon, watching it snarl. He remembers that he can fly in his dreams, so tries to rise up carefully, to face it. He can feel the malevolence. He is pretty sure that if Mikleo's soul is in there, it has been broken beyond repair.

At least, that's what the nightmare is.]

Hey, dude. It's Dirk. Anywhere in there?