[Hank, on other hand, would definitely not describe this trip insofar as "a grand old time." In fact, he'd describe it as just the opposite, and probably with far more colorful language. It hasn't helped that there isn't any alcohol that he's been able to locate, so dealing with the withdrawal symptoms of that made the first week and a half here a literal hell. Turns out going cold turkey after years of severe alcoholism is not the best way to go about being sober. Not that Hank had a choice in the matter. But he really doesn't want to think about that at the moment, considering they've got even bigger fish to fry. Or, rather, to feed to some creepy creature that turns things to stone.

Sure.]

Just because it isn't permanent doesn't mean you should run right into it! [Connor's put up with a lot of Hank yelling at him lately and if that weren't their modus operandi, he might've felt worse about it (because to be honest, it was a little much, even from him.) However he's fairly certain Connor's recklessness warrants it sometimes.

This is one of those times.

At least Hank's trying to modulate his yelling to more of a whispered volume, though the scowl on his face speaks volumes]

Your idea better be leaning towards neither of us approaching the damn thing, calmly or not!