it’s not whom he expected to see — perhaps he should’ve, though, considering the circumstances. the hulk, ‘the other guy’, doesn’t terrify him like he does most people but dylan can’t claim to understand it completely. he lifts his arms just in case, showing empty hands for what it’s worth: magician showing empty palms guarantees almost nothing, but at least hulk can see he doesn’t have his gun with him, if that’s a concern. “ hi, ” voice perfectly calm, only slightly louder than usually as an automatic response to the enormous height different, he speaks while walking towards the green guy, “ good to SEE ya. ”