"You're awake."

Are the first words that fall on your ears as you awaken. Your body is heavy, sore, and aching all over. As your eyes open, your eyes train to Hobie, who is seated by your side.

You're in his apartment, a puzzling factor considering you don't remember tearing through the city as a werewolf hour before. You grunt, attempting to sit, but his hand lowers you back down onto the couch. "Lay down, yeah? I'll get'chu a cuppa," he tells you, standing from his seat. "Then we can talk."