[ Elijah grumbles again, rolling his eyes like "we will definitely argue about this more later, rest assured." He figures Hank and Ezra's talk is a little more important, so he won't be a little bitch like he'd like to. ]

Yeah, I know. [ Hank leans into Gavin's touch, calm and reassuring. It's hard to worry about anything when he's being held and surrounded by his two mates. Mate and a half? Whatever. ] It's not like we're going with whatever 'rules' we're supposed to be following for pack shit, so don't worry about it. You're my mate. We're part of each other. Your brother's part of you, too.

[ Hank can feel the connection, too. Then again he and his husband aren't exactly known for thinking things through here. ]

He's part of us, now. It's better for everybody.