[Everything about this was fucked, to put it lightly.
Hank had felt some of the pain due to his connection, but he hadn't been able to do as much as he had hoped, or wanted. In the end, his age kept catching up to him. He wasn't a big damn action hero able to bust down doors, magic or not, and as much as he had helped, he hadn't been able to help as much as he wanted to the person he cared about.
So they were back here then, and Hank was trying to swallow his own guilt about it by distracting himself to keep Connor's mind from everything but the experience.]
Almost done.
[He was making himself something to eat. Insisted that Connor absolutely not do anything. It was a much slower process but he didn't care. At one point Sumo was looking at him expectantly.]
Sumo...go sit.
[A low borf, and the Saint Benard turned from Hank and went to plop himself on the furniture right next to Connor. Fuck , how does he even begin this conversation?]
Post-Kidnapping
Hank had felt some of the pain due to his connection, but he hadn't been able to do as much as he had hoped, or wanted. In the end, his age kept catching up to him. He wasn't a big damn action hero able to bust down doors, magic or not, and as much as he had helped, he hadn't been able to help as much as he wanted to the person he cared about.
So they were back here then, and Hank was trying to swallow his own guilt about it by distracting himself to keep Connor's mind from everything but the experience.]
Almost done.
[He was making himself something to eat. Insisted that Connor absolutely not do anything. It was a much slower process but he didn't care. At one point Sumo was looking at him expectantly.]
Sumo...go sit.
[A low borf, and the Saint Benard turned from Hank and went to plop himself on the furniture right next to Connor. Fuck , how does he even begin this conversation?]
You want anything Connor?
[Ask a question. That always works.]