[He’s realizing that he’s not sure which is preferable. That Hank is transitioning into a different sort of hallucination, a different sort of ramble, as opposed to the one where the believed himself to be nestled in one of the not-so-cozy circles of hell. It’s still a departure from reality, but at least it’s a more grounded illusion. Yet when Connor opens his mouth to say something, suddenly he’s the one being guided.
Clumsily guided, in the wake of an old life of Hank’s — police work and an ex-wife. He struggles to come up with a proper sort of reply, trying to tug Hank in the proper direction as he finally decides on words.]
This way. And it isn’t so bad. At least this android can lead you back to where you need to be.
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Clumsily guided, in the wake of an old life of Hank’s — police work and an ex-wife. He struggles to come up with a proper sort of reply, trying to tug Hank in the proper direction as he finally decides on words.]
This way. And it isn’t so bad. At least this android can lead you back to where you need to be.