Dirk snatched the bottle of sun screen out of Feferi's hand and passed it off to Jake. "Take care of yourself, English. You ain't a child." He told the man, rolling his eyes behind his shades.

Really, he just didn't want Jane to explode and pick a fight with Feferi. (He wasn't sure if he was more worried for Jane, Feferi or the rest of the people in the park.)

"I've sparred with Jane before." He said, a little too loudly. "You're not bad, Crocker, but I could give you a few pointers."

If they were expected to train the others, maybe he should get to work on the project he'd drawn up for Jake. His birthday was a while off, but the sparring robot would be more appropriate now. (And it would teach Jake to stay on his toes and pay attention to his surroundings.)