Hank is very hard to read or at least difficult to try and figure out what will set him off. Even he doesn't know most of the time. He doesn't like feeling like he's talking to a robot or something without feelings, it makes him feel like he's mirroring nothing at all and it's frustrating. He's not a big fan of insincerity in general, and he's very good at reading it in others, even androids. He responded to Connor well when he could see something modifying in his behavior and in his emotions, when he saw glimpses of change that he didn't realize was deviance at first. The Tracis really did it. Connor's reaction to them and witnessing love on their face got through to Hank and he realized that's what he wanted for Connor, for every living thing, synthetic or human.
He'd been trying to get Connor to deviate that night, or at least to push him to see if it was possible, if there was something real within him. Hank desperately wanted to believe there was, all of a sudden, like that damned android snuck up on his feelings and suddenly he wanted to know what it would be like to see Connor emotional and authentic. If it was possible. And his partner is still very good at not making his thoughts obvious now, but Hank still can tell the difference between his Connor, this Connor, and the one he first met.
Connor had this programming, but it was the fact they were friends that had Hank laughing and warming up to him, instead of jerking away awkwardly and putting up every possible wall between them. He isn't good at this anymore but seeing it as a mission or as a game helps. It does not help that Connor is most definitely giving him bedroom eyes or that the smirk is attractive. Hank isn't so oblivious as to think he couldn't be affected by Connor's charm and looks, but he still can see the tightrope he's about to have to walk.
Hank is very drawn in despite himself. Connor's eyes flick to his lips and he feels something flip in his stomach, and he wonders if he can intellectualize a reason to kiss him, but no. This is all kinds of bad. Hank has to focus on how this is work and they have a job and he nods his head slowly.
"Much better. Lines are almost always a bad idea, not a lot of people can pull them off. Especially not with a young face like yours." Hank keeps his hand held though; the more used he is to contact the less likely he is to jump at the first sign of Connor touching him in public. They have to at least seem this comfortable. He can explain away a lot of twitchy behavior as him being private; Hank has that air about him, someone who likes privacy and doesn't love people getting into his business. It'll be hard to soften that out for the job, but it might also give him reasons to ask for help from the others to loosen up, get some questions answered by making himself deceptively vulnerable.
"No Lieutenant with these people, Con. Just Hank." That will be a habit Connor has to break. He calls Hank it most of the time, and it is a problem putting it in this context, because damned if he wouldn't love to be called that by someone as pretty as him in a different situation. "Are you sure you're alright with this? It's not really what you're made for."
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He'd been trying to get Connor to deviate that night, or at least to push him to see if it was possible, if there was something real within him. Hank desperately wanted to believe there was, all of a sudden, like that damned android snuck up on his feelings and suddenly he wanted to know what it would be like to see Connor emotional and authentic. If it was possible. And his partner is still very good at not making his thoughts obvious now, but Hank still can tell the difference between his Connor, this Connor, and the one he first met.
Connor had this programming, but it was the fact they were friends that had Hank laughing and warming up to him, instead of jerking away awkwardly and putting up every possible wall between them. He isn't good at this anymore but seeing it as a mission or as a game helps. It does not help that Connor is most definitely giving him bedroom eyes or that the smirk is attractive. Hank isn't so oblivious as to think he couldn't be affected by Connor's charm and looks, but he still can see the tightrope he's about to have to walk.
Hank is very drawn in despite himself. Connor's eyes flick to his lips and he feels something flip in his stomach, and he wonders if he can intellectualize a reason to kiss him, but no. This is all kinds of bad. Hank has to focus on how this is work and they have a job and he nods his head slowly.
"Much better. Lines are almost always a bad idea, not a lot of people can pull them off. Especially not with a young face like yours." Hank keeps his hand held though; the more used he is to contact the less likely he is to jump at the first sign of Connor touching him in public. They have to at least seem this comfortable. He can explain away a lot of twitchy behavior as him being private; Hank has that air about him, someone who likes privacy and doesn't love people getting into his business. It'll be hard to soften that out for the job, but it might also give him reasons to ask for help from the others to loosen up, get some questions answered by making himself deceptively vulnerable.
"No Lieutenant with these people, Con. Just Hank." That will be a habit Connor has to break. He calls Hank it most of the time, and it is a problem putting it in this context, because damned if he wouldn't love to be called that by someone as pretty as him in a different situation. "Are you sure you're alright with this? It's not really what you're made for."