Keeping his eyes on Peregrine, Dirk's stance wasn't going to drop until she leaves or explains her actions fully. "Aye, yer a sight fer sore eyes Dirk. If it weren' for this boggin weather, I doubt I'd be stuck here. Too cold ta fly, and staying in this wet is gonnae make me boke." When she lifted her injured leg, Dirk could tell that she was struck by something. None the less it doesn't drop any suspicion of her currently. He'd still keep an eye on her for the fact she's still a threat "Dinnae expect tae see someone familiar, but hell if I'm complainin'. I ken, last time I saw ye it wasn' the best of greetin's, and I would never mean tae be tellin' havers. But with Noiz about, tha hackit bastard has it out fer me somethin' chronic." Noiz... he was quite immature but an act sometimes like kissing is just weird coming from a male noivern. Still, he'd be Noiz would have something to say if he was here."I had tae act somethin' fierce, else he'd skint me alive. Wee lass like meself gotta look out fer outselves, ya ken? Dinnae mean tae make ye think I'd be oot tae be an absolute weapon. These days a lass has gonnae do anythin' tae keep herself from bein' chow." That small bit was true since the undead are the biggest threat to them all. Dirk dropped his weary look but since it was late, he didn't want this conversation to drag on longer.
The Druddigon looked at Peregrine knowing full well that she was obviously trying to coax him but instead, he'll play along with it. It would be her own actions that would at this point yield whether she's a danger or not. "Alright but so you know, this is a coastal town and it does rain more often so next time, choose somewhere that isn't a coastal town. Now that he said it, he was waiting for her to leave so he can go rest somewhere. Even if it means sleeping between the hotel and the cliffside next to the stairs.