[ Those were the days... That's probably the most Hank would do to the kid, too. He knows this Kamski thing is something shared in confidence, so that just goes right back to 'shit they don't need to talk about, ever.' ]

Yeah, no shit. Can't even ghost you if I tried, now.

[ He shakes his head. What an awful thing to banter about!! Which is exactly why he enjoys it. ]

Yeah, funny thing about that... [ It's not funny at all, actually? Hank stands to grab a beer. Two, obviously. He places them on the table and takes one for himself. ] We were on a camping trip up in Windsor, back when Cole was really little. My ex-wife kinda, uh. Killed the wolf that turned me. Don't really know if he had a pack or what, but they never came looking for me.

[ Hey, aren't you learning so much about Hank today. ]