Okay, that’s... not funny. That’s really fucking weird, actually. That deviant go and hit your head, or something?

[Hank raises a finger, slowly moving it from left to right and back, as if Connor might not be able to follow it if he’s concussed, or something. Whatever android equivalent there is.]

You’ve got a name already.

[Obviously!! Connor can’t just forget his name, right? He’s just a little jumbled. Got some wires crossed, yeah?]