[ Hank nods. Wow, they really have a lonely hearts club going in this place, don't they? ]

You're still young. This kind of shit? It happens. You get better for it.

[ Hank smiles sadly, setting his glass down and laying his palm flat on the table. ]

Thanks, 'Becca. I appreciate it... Didn't think there'd be anybody I could tell about this. [ He chuckles. ] kinda felt like I deserved to get my ass laughed at for worrying about this shit on top of everything else.