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[bootyshortsforoldmen]

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USERNAME: HANK

Hank here. I probably don’t give a rat’s ass what you have to say. Leave me alone. How the hell do I get this damn thing to stop rec — [BEEP]

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[bootyshortsforoldmen]

Don’t mean to be offensive here, kid

[A rare occasion!]

But you’re kinda reminding me of myself right now

Laura, Robin, sure. I trust you on that.

But you obviously mattered to him too. Would be an idiot if I said otherwise.

Don’t know Laura or Robin, but between you and me I think you knew him best

[levelshift]

Oh, fuck off.

[He doesn't mean it, this is just getting uncomfortably personal and he doesn't want to touch any of the associated emotions with a ten foot pole.]

I doubt I knew him very well. He was just tolerable.

Look, I need to go. I have no idea how Robin deals with loss and he's a little kid, so I need to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

Fuck you too kid

[Even if Hank had the heart to mean that right now — which he doesn’t — he’s not sure he could.]

Might’ve been tolerable to you but I’m sure you meant a lot to him

[And, Hank doesn’t know Robin but he’s pretty damn sure Connor would appreciate the following, so:]

Take care of Robin.

[levelshift]

[He doesn't respond to that. He can't. He doesn't want to think about what Connor's opinion of him was, and how now that he's gone he can't ask him.]

Remember what we agreed.

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

Oh you bet I will

[He’s gotta be a smartass here, waving away Accelerator’s insistence — concern? — but still.

Oddly, Hank doesn’t intend to drink. He’d like to, sure. But that feels... too easy. Like he’d be doing a disservice to Connor’s memory — god, it’s not like he’s dead — if he does end up drinking.]

You remember what I said too.

[Although Hank’s sure blathered on a lot recently, hasn’t he?]

About Connor. And about learning to live again.

[levelshift]

[He doubts he can think that positively right now, though Hank is right. Last Order wouldn't want to see him sad.]

Yeah. I will.