Good. I like it, too. [Fingers sifting through Connor’s hair, soft and slow. Rubbing small circles.] Makes me feel safe that you’re safe — if that makes any damn sense whatsoever.
[Hank wonders if anyone back on Solmara held Connor like this. Maybe Robert — he seems like the closest, from what Connor said. Someone to take care of him when shit hits the fan.]
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Good. I like it, too. [Fingers sifting through Connor’s hair, soft and slow. Rubbing small circles.] Makes me feel safe that you’re safe — if that makes any damn sense whatsoever.
[Hank wonders if anyone back on Solmara held Connor like this. Maybe Robert — he seems like the closest, from what Connor said. Someone to take care of him when shit hits the fan.]
You need more thirium? How are you feeling?