[ Hank snorts. He really wants to tell Kamski it's none of his damn business, but now that it's his twin brother involved, he supposes it kinda is. ]

Most people have a real fucking shitty first time. And it makes sense to do it together—we built up the shit in my basement to withstand the worst of what comes. It'd be a lot easier than building a new panic room from scratch.

[ Ah, Hank doesn't realize he said "we" as in, he and his ex-wife. Awkward. ]

It's nearly three weeks to the next full moon, isn't it? I'd only need one to make something that throws your little basement out of the water.