[Sumo snorts, accepting the neck scratches as his due, and settles his head on his paws.

Hank takes the bed, letting Tony catch his eyes, listening. He nods, rubbing his hands over his knees.]

Yeah. That, uh... That was my first one, actually. First time. I've been around people having em before but it's uh... [He huffs, looking away for a second.] It's kinda different from the inside.

[Hank waits a second. He wants to offset that, how personal that feels, but he isn't sure he knows enough about Tony to know how he'll take a joke just now. He studies Tony's face, trying to decide.]

Would it be uh, inappropriate to make a crack about you popping my panic attack cherry? Insensitive or, you know, whatever?