[A fanboy, huh. Nice Hank wouldn’t say ‘you don’t say’ so, though Hank could probably get away with it, he doesn’t. Then he looks surprised, even though maybe he shouldn’t. How’s the kid to know Hank’s uh, home planet or what the fuck ever isn’t anything interesting enough to ask about?]
Eh, murder, robberies, debt, no fuckin jobs, androids all over the goddamn place, world war three probably right around the corner if the latest natural disaster doesn’t get us first. Kinda like your world probably, just shittier.
[He shrugs, vaguely apologetic at the boring, kind of depressing answer.]
Also uh, if you’re really set on being all formal with my name ‘lieutenant’ will do just fine. ‘Mr. Hank’ makes me feel like a grade school teacher.
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[A fanboy, huh. Nice Hank wouldn’t say ‘you don’t say’ so, though Hank could probably get away with it, he doesn’t. Then he looks surprised, even though maybe he shouldn’t. How’s the kid to know Hank’s uh, home planet or what the fuck ever isn’t anything interesting enough to ask about?]
Eh, murder, robberies, debt, no fuckin jobs, androids all over the goddamn place, world war three probably right around the corner if the latest natural disaster doesn’t get us first. Kinda like your world probably, just shittier.
[He shrugs, vaguely apologetic at the boring, kind of depressing answer.]
Also uh, if you’re really set on being all formal with my name ‘lieutenant’ will do just fine. ‘Mr. Hank’ makes me feel like a grade school teacher.
[He makes a face. Ugh, what an idea.]