"Then I guess we gotta fix this shit. So you got somewhere to stay. I'd really like you to have the chance to last as long as you damn well want."

Hank's perspective is skewed, he knows. He's still getting used to the idea of wanting more life for himself. Wasting away emotionally has almost become a comfortable habit at this point, something that needs more attention than he can afford here.

"We'll work it out. And fuck, if nothing else, we've been recording whatever we can just in case." He motions between him and Connor. "We're gonna fuckin' make it work."