[ Gavin was a teen at the height of Vine, he Knows Things.

Aw. The happiest weird little hybrid werewolf/vampire family. Gavin scoots his chair over and leans against Hank, purring happily. ]

Yeah. Maybe we need to find some contacts? Probably not hunters but like... shit, I dunno. Are fae real? Fae sound like folks who would know the real dirt.