"I'm no expert on this place's history, but neither is Steven Durante."

Dirk has eaten over half of his slice of sfougato, and he'd intended to finish it before getting involved at all.... now he gives it a final, reluctant glance before resigning himself to the fact that he will not get to finish it until this conversation is over.

Looking up, however...

"....."

He meets Emet's gaze before turning his face to Hythlodaeus from Emet and back again.

"One of these answers is only going to make sense to one of you."