Nodding and squeezing Ferb's hand with a smile, Dib was entirely pleased that Ferb just got it without giving him any flack for it. He was so used to his rambling being written off as madness that he was half expecting it from Ferb, even though he actually knew that wouldn't be the case. "Eddie's got the files, I'll have him put them on your laptop for you," Dib said, sending a text to the AI to do so. "I hope one day soon, because I'm impatient to get you out there with me," He got a lopsided grin.
"And just because I know about something, doesn't mean I've got personal experience in dealing with it. Most of the stuff I've dealt with is pretty mundane in comparison to the things I've read about. Like this stuff on route triple-six? Some of it's stuff I don't even WANT to deal with, but I feel like I need to, just to get a better understanding of it. Skin walkers aren't something you want to fuck with even under the best prepared circumstances. That's kinda why I want to have Dean along. He's dealt with them." Dib admired Dean's experience, and felt like he had a lot to learn from the other man. He knew that if Dean could teach him what he knew, Dean would be able to retire, or at least feel less obligated to deal with the things in this world.