"Sex dolls were bad enough, now they think?" Hank shakes his head vehemently. It's not like he's a prude. But consent is nonexistent where droids are concerned and that...really bothers him. A lot. Doesn't matter what bits they've got, either. The whole thing just feels wrong.

Hank heaves a huge sigh and looks back they way they came through maintenance. Not a single other droid, huh? Just what kinda place is this...?