Fuck, aren’t you? You know I- You know where my head’s at right now, that’s the whole reason you’re here, right? Although, I mean- shit.

[Hank pauses, taking in the way his attempts to un-wedge himself just made him slide in a little deeper, at an angle. Well, he didn’t need that dignity, anyway. It’s not like he was using it.]

I mean, I finished that bottle off and I’m still here, so unless you wanna go through my shit for sharp objects there’s nothing left for you to stick around and watch out for, so.