Immediately after he promised Gavin he wasn't always this kind of mess, Brodie wondered if he should have said anything at all. He wasn't exactly fun now, was he? Actually this had been the most exciting thing to happen to him in years - and not the good kind of exciting. He wouldn't want to give Gavin the idea that he had anything great to look forward to, but he smiled anyway. "Nowhere to go but up, right?" He said listlessly.
His bosses had been more than understanding, but not only because they were his family - uncle Alex and aunt Grace were genuinely good people. And while they hadn't openly discussed it, Brodie had seen that he wasn't the only one with powers either, so that probably helped. "Yeah they were around the last time this happened too, so they know what it's like." He shifted in his seat. "I haven't been away from the club this long before, though. I'm going to have to find a way to go back soon." It would also be nice to touch his musical instruments without seeing drum-sticks poking people's eyes out and the like. In fact, he refused to touch any of them until this went away, he had just decided.
"It-" Brodie realized he had lost his voice at some point, and cleared his throat to get it back. "It was you." He replied softly. "It was you being attacked by some...weird Wolfman like creature. But it didn't look like a wolf though." Brodie's tone was apologetic, like it was somehow his fault that he had roped Gavin into his visions. "It pounced, it attacked you like it was going to tear you apart-" And that was probably yet another lie, because it looked like it was going to bite Gavin's head off and here he was, safe and sound in front of him.