[Connor sighs, sitting down beside Hank and taking his hand. It feels odd to be holding hands while they effectively "argue" but he wants Hank to feel better.]

Why does your age matter?

[He gives Hank a frown, not understanding.]

You think I moved out because- what, you're supposed to be just a sad old man? That isn't it, and you know it.

[Despite everything, he's moving closer and taking Hank's hand in his other one too, clutching it with both hands as he looks up at him.]

Tell me how you really feel.