[ The reassurance is...nice, honestly? She's awkward about glancing back up, but it's with a matching, pitiful smile. ]
You picked the wrong person to vent to, if you wanted to get laughed at. I'm not about to scoff at someone's matters of the heart, even if it seems...ridiculous.
[ He shoots her a self-deprecating smirk, mostly because he can't imagine anyone ever doing something this nice for him? Hank really doesn't have many friends. ]
Hey, now you know something about me even Connor doesn't. I tell that kid everything, but this... this shit ain't his fault. [ He sighs. He does that a lot. ] Han's probably a better fit for 'im than me, anyway. I'm a little too washed up to be dating twink robots.
[ Twink robots oh my god don't. She covers her mouth, slightly embarrassed and slightly amused. If they knew where Connor was, this would be more of a lighthearted thing. ]
I-if I can...give my advice again? I- I think...if it starts getting in the way, then...talk with him, about it. Not necessarily to...confess, or anything like that. Just to clear the air. It's something I'm starting to wish I'd done, years ago.
[ Look, he says it like it is. And he's had a nice amount of booze so he's feeling loose and certainly a lot less stress. ]
Thanks. He pretty much made me spill his guts to 'im, that's how I know I'm hopeless.
[ Hank stares back at his empty glass. He sounds mostly resigned about it. Really, he didn't expect any different. His self-esteem is way too low to have entertained the idea of anyone actually liking him enough to date him. ]
It's alright. Just something I gotta get used to. But thanks... I try not to hide shit from 'im. Partners have to trust each other, no matter what.
When he has you wrapped around his finger, but he has no idea the reason.
[ Alcohol tolerance of the damned, Rebecca's giving herself another drink. ]
...You know, Ashton [ she trips over his name, just briefly ] never really talks about it, the whole...partner thing. I hadn't realized, that you've someone to rely on so much on the force. He's always...well, more of a loner.
[ Hank sighs. He would kill for another drink... but he promised. So. He looks at Rebecca instead. ]
I used to be like that too, to be honest. Sure, it was me and Jeffrey back in the old days, but ever since he made Captain I kind of... drifted, from partner to partner. Wasn't until I started working with Connor that I really realized what I'd been missing out on.
And Connor just...being him, it helped you understand that? You can't close yourself off and live a fulfilling life. [ A thoughtful sip. ] ...I hope Ash realizes that one day too.
Connor's the kind of person who forced me to step up and stop slacking. He... I mean, shit, he's learning how to be a person. Watching him work so goddamn hard at everything... It reminded me of how I used to be when I gave a damn. When I actually though shit was worth something.
...You know, Ash... It takes a lot to make him listen, anymore. He cares about us, but that's why he thinks he has to keep us in the dark. ...If...there were any way for you to talk to him, I think...if he were to listen to anyone, it'd be an officer in his profession.
[ Look, he may think it sounds lame, but Rebecca smiles lightly. ]
It'd be nice. Ash did the same thing for me- like...you with Connor, when I was a kid, so... I'd like to...give something back to him, like that. Something...selfless.
Ha, oh, no, not at all. It was someone from back home, someone I...only recently remembered. Whiny man-child of a person, even though...he did...have some things to say that made me think.
Besides not confusing...love with obsession [ she drinks ] some things that'd crossed my mind, a few times. Things about...how people change with time, and...the person I fell in love with may not be the one Ash is now. How...focusing all my attention on him, it'd only make me resentful, of whoever actually captured his affections.
[ She sighs, shakes her head. ]
When a man with the maturity of a six-year-old has to lecture you, about your love life, you've truly hit rock bottom.
Sometimes you need to hear shit like that. But it still fucking sucks to get called out on all the shit you're worrying about. This dude sounds like an asshole.
Ugh, one of those guys. Who think their opinion is so fucking important.
[ Hank knows the type. There's lots of guys like that at the precinct. Reed. ]
Yeah, these memories are pretty fucking weird, right? I feel like I'm gettin' them out of order, too. You'd think amnesia would make a little more goddamn sense.
You're telling me... Last week's, it made...some kind of sense, you know? But I was missing something, this one, and...and it all just puts me right back there. Am I here, am I there? When did any of this even happen?
Right, I can't tell what's supposed to be right, here.
I mean, I've remembered Connor dying to save me. And then him dragging my ass around. And then androids are apparently starting some kinda shit at home... None of it makes any goddamn sense without the stuff in between.
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You picked the wrong person to vent to, if you wanted to get laughed at. I'm not about to scoff at someone's matters of the heart, even if it seems...ridiculous.
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[ He shoots her a self-deprecating smirk, mostly because he can't imagine anyone ever doing something this nice for him? Hank really doesn't have many friends. ]
Hey, now you know something about me even Connor doesn't. I tell that kid everything, but this... this shit ain't his fault. [ He sighs. He does that a lot. ] Han's probably a better fit for 'im than me, anyway. I'm a little too washed up to be dating twink robots.
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I-if I can...give my advice again? I- I think...if it starts getting in the way, then...talk with him, about it. Not necessarily to...confess, or anything like that. Just to clear the air. It's something I'm starting to wish I'd done, years ago.
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Thanks. He pretty much made me spill his guts to 'im, that's how I know I'm hopeless.
[ Hank stares back at his empty glass. He sounds mostly resigned about it. Really, he didn't expect any different. His self-esteem is way too low to have entertained the idea of anyone actually liking him enough to date him. ]
It's alright. Just something I gotta get used to. But thanks... I try not to hide shit from 'im. Partners have to trust each other, no matter what.
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[ Alcohol tolerance of the damned, Rebecca's giving herself another drink. ]
...You know, Ashton [ she trips over his name, just briefly ] never really talks about it, the whole...partner thing. I hadn't realized, that you've someone to rely on so much on the force. He's always...well, more of a loner.
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[ Hank sighs. He would kill for another drink... but he promised. So. He looks at Rebecca instead. ]
I used to be like that too, to be honest. Sure, it was me and Jeffrey back in the old days, but ever since he made Captain I kind of... drifted, from partner to partner. Wasn't until I started working with Connor that I really realized what I'd been missing out on.
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[ Hank nods. ]
I hope so too, for his sake.
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...You know, Ash... It takes a lot to make him listen, anymore. He cares about us, but that's why he thinks he has to keep us in the dark. ...If...there were any way for you to talk to him, I think...if he were to listen to anyone, it'd be an officer in his profession.
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[ Hank shrugs, almost rolling his eyes at himself. God, that sounds lame!! ]
Lots of his type, back at the precinct. I wouldn't mind talking some sense into 'im for you, if I could.
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It'd be nice. Ash did the same thing for me- like...you with Connor, when I was a kid, so... I'd like to...give something back to him, like that. Something...selfless.
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That's good. The world needs more people like that.
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That it does. ...If that's why you fell for Connor, him being one of them, I...definitely understand it. I suppose we have the same type, in that way.
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That so, huh? Guess we oughta trade tricks. Though it kinda sounds like we're both pretty hopeless.
[ Still, it makes Hank smile to get this out... to actually have someone to talk to. ]
Least it's not as shitty when somebody else gets it.
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[ Surely he's the biggest prick in this place... ]
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[ Hank laughs. Somehow the image of her telling Hale was even funnier. ]
What'd he say?
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Besides not confusing...love with obsession [ she drinks ] some things that'd crossed my mind, a few times. Things about...how people change with time, and...the person I fell in love with may not be the one Ash is now. How...focusing all my attention on him, it'd only make me resentful, of whoever actually captured his affections.
[ She sighs, shakes her head. ]
When a man with the maturity of a six-year-old has to lecture you, about your love life, you've truly hit rock bottom.
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[ He reaches over, patting her on the shoulder. ]
Sometimes you need to hear shit like that. But it still fucking sucks to get called out on all the shit you're worrying about. This dude sounds like an asshole.
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[ She rolls her eyes, but shoots Hank a grateful look. ]
It was something I could've done without remembering. A- at least, not so abruptly.
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[ Hank knows the type. There's lots of guys like that at the precinct. Reed. ]
Yeah, these memories are pretty fucking weird, right? I feel like I'm gettin' them out of order, too. You'd think amnesia would make a little more goddamn sense.
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I mean, I've remembered Connor dying to save me. And then him dragging my ass around. And then androids are apparently starting some kinda shit at home... None of it makes any goddamn sense without the stuff in between.
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[ And then there's the matter of you know, the photo, but. That's neither here nor there. ]
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