"It's nothin'." Hank gruffs so forcefully that even he can tell his voice is too loud in the otherwise empty hallway. "But for th'record, I don't Use droids--I'm not some kinda fuckin' pervert." How the hell that conclusion was jumped to just by looking at him Hank isn't so sure but he hates whatever it is about what he said or how he was standing that made that seem like a fair assumption to make.

"Fuckin' hell. Y'try to keep random droids from gettin' broken or abused and this is the thanks you get...."