[ He definitely likes being in Hank's clothes, that's for sure. Comfy and smell nice... very nice.

He stretches and pops a few more knots in his back, clearly leftovers from shifting back. Gavin sighs and rubs between his eyes. ]

Yeah, I really should. Fuck. Maybe I'll just drive up to that weird house of his and just see him.

[ His stomach gurgles as if on cue. ] But uh, breakfast first I guess.