"I just heard about it from some dude on the network. Glad I did. I wouldn't wanna go back to being a kid. It was enough doing it once." Hawks had a rough childhood, really, and he tries not to think too much about it.

"Shirts are a good start, yeah," he says, and starts walking towards some store off down the hall that probably has shirts.

He looks down at her boots and clicks his tongue sympathetically. "Chewed by a werewolf? Sounds dangerous." Looking back up at her face, he continues, "Is a Jersey werewolf different from the standard kind? I dunno much about werewolves."