Ned spots Dirk by his rather distinctive mop of hair, can see the worry and defeat in his posture even from a distance. He walks over to where Dirk is standing, arms folded tightly over his chest, trying and failing abysmally not to worry about the people who have been taken, the people who have gone out after them. There are people he cares about out there, and he feels completely powerless to help them.

He's not sure he'll be able to help Dirk, either. But he'll offer what consolation he can.

"Guess it came true, after all."