That’s something, at least. Not gonna go listening to whatever any weird old fuck says to you, right?

[They’re still partners. Somethings’s left.

And that’s a good sign, isn’t it?]

I’m not taking you to CyberLife. And Fowler... [He might complain, but he wouldn’t make Hank do that either, would he?

Or maybe he’d think it was easier. Simpler. Just get a whole ass new Connor even though this one is fine.

Hank sighs, drumming his fingers along the steering wheel.

No one to trust with this little predicament of theirs.]