[ He works his jaw a little bit... Hank's not made of glass, he knows this. He shouldn't treat him like he's fragile, even though he loves him so much.

So he exhales through his nose, rolling his shoulders. Looks down at his mug then back up. ]

Yeah, it was good. Happy. I think... it was about Cole. [ A pause. ] Like, is this a mate thing? You think? This can't be coincidence.