[Hank's eyes are wide, scared, and then his jaw tightens. He nods. He watches Simon close, trying to keep watching him instead of the - the thing shuffling around begging them not to come any closer in that voice, that voice that's too fucked up for him to pretend they're just hiding from a person even if he does manage not to look at her.
But of course he's going to look at her. He has to know how close she is. He has to. But Simon's the boss here; if he says they stay, they stay. Hank can do that. Just about, just barely, but he can do it.]
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But of course he's going to look at her. He has to know how close she is. He has to. But Simon's the boss here; if he says they stay, they stay. Hank can do that. Just about, just barely, but he can do it.]