Hal collapsed on the ground, knees up and arms wrapped around them. It's not that he couldn't believe it, hell it would answer a lot of questions, but he didn't want to believe it. "But I mean, that's not possible. I mean, werewolves are from like - Disney movies, or or fantasy chick flicks right?" He scoffed, looking to Ash with pleading, helpless eyes. "I mean - you're just fucking with me right?" He hoped it was all a joke and they just got black out drunk... Like he had been doing every night before apparently. It didn't make sense at all... None of it did.