[ Oh... shit. That Puppy Feeling is back, practically cooing deep in his chest at the thought of being cocooned in his alpha's sent.

Fuck! What the fuck! The first fucking thing he's learning is to how to deal with this shit. This is not cool. His chest wants to rattle and vibrate with this feeling and he swallows it back the best he can. ]

Yeah, uh. That sounds good. Not really up for dealing with anything else tonight.

[ He stands up, smoothing down the front of Hank's band shirt. ]

Thanks. For, y'know, trying to show me the ropes. You've always kinda done that for me, huh?