[Wow, rude, his muscles are due to training, gosh.

He kind of wishes this was a little more, he doesn't know, passionate he guesses. Being told to undress like he's at the doctor's isn't as sexy as Dirk tugging his clothes off of him, but he can't complain because he's distracted by the shadow being yanked off him.

It seems maybe the shadow doesn't have the strength or powers Nadir has except the floating, because as it struggles it barely makes Dirk's arms wobble and doesn't try any fire tricks. Nadir watches this as he slowly pulls his shirt off and starts to info his pants.

It was kind of....surreal.]