[ Leave it to Beth to put enough wolfsbane on a damn handkerchief to kill a werewolf if left untreated. Fuck. Hank pulls him close and holds him, trying his best to purr softly and give Gavin some comfort while he can. There's gotta be something they can do. ]
It's gonna be fine, okay? Don't fucking talk like that.
[ Hank doesn't let the panic in his voice show. He reaches over and grabs the phone out of Gavin's pocket—they really have only one hope now, and Hank really hopes "Dipshit" is Elijah Kamski. ]
Yeah, what? Oh, thank fuck, Chloe. [ Hank sighs with relief. ] Yes. Yeah. Look up "Wolfsbane poisoning." Ezra needs help now.
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[ Leave it to Beth to put enough wolfsbane on a damn handkerchief to kill a werewolf if left untreated. Fuck. Hank pulls him close and holds him, trying his best to purr softly and give Gavin some comfort while he can. There's gotta be something they can do. ]
It's gonna be fine, okay? Don't fucking talk like that.
[ Hank doesn't let the panic in his voice show. He reaches over and grabs the phone out of Gavin's pocket—they really have only one hope now, and Hank really hopes "Dipshit" is Elijah Kamski. ]
Yeah, what? Oh, thank fuck, Chloe. [ Hank sighs with relief. ] Yes. Yeah. Look up "Wolfsbane poisoning." Ezra needs help now.