[ Hey, it's cool, buddy, Hank has seen it all before. The important thing is they're both fine, uninjured, and nobody got hurt.

The other stuff? That can wait. Hank still finds himself feeling a little possessive of Gavin, so while he certainly wouldn't want him hanging out naked when he's outside, he seems weirdly okay with Gavin just. Not being dressed at all. It's fine, right? ]

Don't sweat it. [ Hank chuckles, scooting off the bed to stand. He is way less sore than usual, which is awesome. ] I told you, whatever happens in here can stay in here. And I know you didn't mean that shit.

[ Especially not the weird shit about his brother, I mean yikes. But Hank really won't hold it against him—instead he steps around to a heavy looking chest and pops it open. ]

I got some spare clothes in here. Dunno what'll for you, but it's worth a try.