[That giggling is good to hear. It makes Connor smile fondly as he lets Hank relieve him of his own waistcoat.]

I've seen it. I asked about your tattoo, remember?

[Though maybe this is different, since they'll be touching each other. Speaking of which, Connor undoes Hank's shirt finally and presses kisses along his collarbone, peeling the fabric off him and letting it drop to the floor.]