[Hank's sudden deep breaths catch on something in his lungs and he tries to stifle it, managing to shut the coughing down after a couple seconds and trying to control his breathing. His nostrils flare as he takes the breath to say something, then abandons it, then starts to speak a second time, and abandons it again.
It feels like he stares at Connor, jaw set, for a long time.]
Well, since you're too stupid to know when to quit I guess it's a good thing we're done then, isn't it?
[He turns, stumbles and, thank god, manages to catch himself well enough to throw a last line over his shoulder.]
Congratulations. Now you get to fuck off.
[He tries to walk slow, listening hard. If he's lucky he'll hear Connor turn around and start walking off before Hank gets close enough to whatever place that asshole'd been looking that he has to start trying random doors.]
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It feels like he stares at Connor, jaw set, for a long time.]
Well, since you're too stupid to know when to quit I guess it's a good thing we're done then, isn't it?
[He turns, stumbles and, thank god, manages to catch himself well enough to throw a last line over his shoulder.]
Congratulations. Now you get to fuck off.
[He tries to walk slow, listening hard. If he's lucky he'll hear Connor turn around and start walking off before Hank gets close enough to whatever place that asshole'd been looking that he has to start trying random doors.]