[At first, he's not sure that he's said the right thing. If anything, Hank seems as if he's almost ignoring him, which wouldn't bother Connor in any other situation, but in this one, he wants to make sure that at least something gets through.
But when the smog clears and Hank finally replies, it seems like maybe he did say something useful after all. Connor smiles a little, attempting to be reassuring, and his hand lingers on Hank's shoulder for a few more seconds before he finally returns it to his side. Sometimes even the android can recognize when silence is more valuable than conversation, so he leaves it at that. As long as Hank feels a little better, he doesn't need any thanks.]
[It's an ongoing healing process that may take years, or may never leave him at all, but at that moment, he really is grateful for Connor to be around.]
Well, let's not just fucking stand here. Sumo's gonna be complaining the minute we show up.
[This was his life now. He didn't mind it. The business with Simon could be looked into later.]
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But when the smog clears and Hank finally replies, it seems like maybe he did say something useful after all. Connor smiles a little, attempting to be reassuring, and his hand lingers on Hank's shoulder for a few more seconds before he finally returns it to his side. Sometimes even the android can recognize when silence is more valuable than conversation, so he leaves it at that. As long as Hank feels a little better, he doesn't need any thanks.]
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Well, let's not just fucking stand here. Sumo's gonna be complaining the minute we show up.
[This was his life now. He didn't mind it. The business with Simon could be looked into later.]