[UGH. Of course.]
So I figure me just strolling on up to CyberLife HQ and being all, “hey, how the fuck do I decrypt my Connor?” isn’t going to cut it with her.
Swear to god, Connor. [Hank shrugs out of his coat. Hands it over.] Wipe yourself off. You’re getting my car all wet.
[Not that he actually cares about that.]
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Date: 2025-02-04 03:46 am (UTC)[UGH. Of course.]
So I figure me just strolling on up to CyberLife HQ and being all, “hey, how the fuck do I decrypt my Connor?” isn’t going to cut it with her.
Swear to god, Connor. [Hank shrugs out of his coat. Hands it over.] Wipe yourself off. You’re getting my car all wet.
[Not that he actually cares about that.]