[ Elijah smiles, lifting Ezra by the middle. He can carry them both to the bed now. It's that awesome blood of yours, bro. They'll both heal up fine... well, except werewolf bites have a tendency to leave a mark, but it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. His brother already has one, what's another mark to match? ]

Just how much can Hank sense from you, exactly?

[ Yep, time for them both to cuddle in bed now that they're here. It's surprisingly comfy for a carbon-fiber coated mattress. Elijah's panic basement doesn't play around. ]

I'm almost disappointed that this whole thing didn't warrant our alpha's attention.