[Does this whole situation make Hank uncomfortable? Absolutely. But it’s Connor he’s worried about. Connor who matters here.
And it’s Connor who says he can sign, so Hank uses his other hand to squeeze his shoulder. Hank could kiss him but he doesn’t want that to come across as some weird sign of ownership — even when he proudly bears his neck as a symbol of the opposite — and he’s still fuming. Softened at the edges, but still mad.
So, Hank signs the form.]
We’ll get this whole thing sorted out, too. Won’t just leave this as-is. Won’t let CyberLife get away with this bullshit.
[Then, to the owner:] You gonna get the man his order?
[Hank doesn’t mean to be an asshole. Really, he doesn’t. Especially not with Connor seeming... on edge? He isn’t sure. Relieved they’ll be on their way soon, maybe. Off to the shop, if Connor’s still up for it.
He wouldn’t blame him if plans were to change. There is no wrong answer for today, not on Connor’s part. They could just go back home and find something to do, and that would be more than fine; Hank wouldn’t push him to be idle, but maybe they could go on a walk together with Sumo.
There is no wrong answer. No way for Hank to be disappointed in him.
This owner guy is lucky Hank hasn’t thrown more of a fit, although he gets that this is something he’s probably had to deal with a lot lately.
Still. Connor wanted to do this himself, and he should have been able to. Hank just wishes he could have done something else that would’ve helped facilitate that.
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[Does this whole situation make Hank uncomfortable? Absolutely. But it’s Connor he’s worried about. Connor who matters here.
And it’s Connor who says he can sign, so Hank uses his other hand to squeeze his shoulder. Hank could kiss him but he doesn’t want that to come across as some weird sign of ownership — even when he proudly bears his neck as a symbol of the opposite — and he’s still fuming. Softened at the edges, but still mad.
So, Hank signs the form.]
We’ll get this whole thing sorted out, too. Won’t just leave this as-is. Won’t let CyberLife get away with this bullshit.
[Then, to the owner:] You gonna get the man his order?
[Hank doesn’t mean to be an asshole. Really, he doesn’t. Especially not with Connor seeming... on edge? He isn’t sure. Relieved they’ll be on their way soon, maybe. Off to the shop, if Connor’s still up for it.
He wouldn’t blame him if plans were to change. There is no wrong answer for today, not on Connor’s part. They could just go back home and find something to do, and that would be more than fine; Hank wouldn’t push him to be idle, but maybe they could go on a walk together with Sumo.
There is no wrong answer. No way for Hank to be disappointed in him.
This owner guy is lucky Hank hasn’t thrown more of a fit, although he gets that this is something he’s probably had to deal with a lot lately.
Still. Connor wanted to do this himself, and he should have been able to. Hank just wishes he could have done something else that would’ve helped facilitate that.
Goddamn CyberLife and their bullshit.]