Werewolf and can still get drunk, huh? That's hilarious.

[ Yeah it's certainly... yeah. It's almost like there's a new set of thoughts in the back of his mind, his subconscious, giving him information and... suggestions. Like a growling, wolfy angel and devil on his shoulder. The longer he's settling into this, the more aware of it he becomes.

He picks at the dried blood and looks back up at Hank. ]

So you're not just gonna spray me with the hose? [ Quipping is definitely a defense mechanism. ] Yeah, uh, that'd be great.

[ He gets up, head rushing a little. He rubs at his temples again. ]

Fuck it's like learning to walk all over again—