Good. That’s — [there’s that goddamn smile again, which Hank stares at for a few seconds] — real good, Connor. Happy to hear it.
[He pats Connor’s shoulder before turning back to the painting. Nodding.
Life here, or anywhere, can’t always be this tolerable — pleasant, even — but sometimes. Sometimes.]
And... shit. [Hank reaches into his coat pocket, pulling out the spare apartment key. Offering it to Connor.] See? I didn’t forget. Taking your list seriously.
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Date: 2025-05-13 06:55 pm (UTC)Good. That’s — [there’s that goddamn smile again, which Hank stares at for a few seconds] — real good, Connor. Happy to hear it.
[He pats Connor’s shoulder before turning back to the painting. Nodding.
Life here, or anywhere, can’t always be this tolerable — pleasant, even — but sometimes. Sometimes.]
And... shit. [Hank reaches into his coat pocket, pulling out the spare apartment key. Offering it to Connor.] See? I didn’t forget. Taking your list seriously.