[Connor doesn’t reply to this text, deciding instead to make his way directly to Hank’s room. When he arrives, he finds the door shut and Sumo plopped on the ground against it, in that way animals do when they clearly want in somewhere but are barred by a closed door and lack of opposable thumbs.]
Hey Sumo. [He says lightly and — ignoring decorum, because what’s the point of knocking when Hank is like this? — he opens the door. Eyes peer in, but first he lets Sumo through, if the canine is so inclined.]
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Hey Sumo. [He says lightly and — ignoring decorum, because what’s the point of knocking when Hank is like this? — he opens the door. Eyes peer in, but first he lets Sumo through, if the canine is so inclined.]
Lieutenant?