[That’s promising, Hank thinks. Isn’t sure how he’d feel if this Connor had shot that android girl, though.

Not that it would change what Hank wants: for Connor to live. To be happy. And it’s not as if that would keep him from deviating, right? Keep him from growing beyond that?

Hank’s shoulders sag when Connor says he trusts him. Both a relief and a responsibility.]

I trust you too, Connor. When it comes down to it — [whatever that breaking point might be] — I know you’ll make the right decision.

[And whatever happens... as long as Connor isn’t suffering. As long as the least amount of people get hurt.]