[Hank might not be listening exactly closely, and he's not that sure about what it is he's hearing. It's the way Firo always has to say things, like his every little opinion's some kind of directive. Hank doesn't mind it, mostly, even thinks he kind of gets it a little bit, but it makes it hard to tell where the guy's coming from, sometimes.]
Why, wanna quarantine me or somethin?
[He lets go of his hair, closing his eyes and leans his head against the wall, getting his breath back.]
Don't worry. Don't think anyone's gonna catch this one.
[He'll get up and go. In a second. He was doing okay just a few minutes ago; he just needs to take a second.]
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Why, wanna quarantine me or somethin?
[He lets go of his hair, closing his eyes and leans his head against the wall, getting his breath back.]
Don't worry. Don't think anyone's gonna catch this one.
[He'll get up and go. In a second. He was doing okay just a few minutes ago; he just needs to take a second.]