"I don't think it'd be as good alone. I'd end up lonely and pissed off."

Hank wraps his hands around Connor's fingers, holding them. It had been obvious, to him. "I'll look into it. But if possible, I'd like us to pick out somethin' we could both work towards. I uh... I know you want to choose your own course in life. I don't want to get in the way of that. But I'm hoping that we have enough in common that we could work out something to work towards together.

"I want to share my life with you. I don't want to just be a cop that comes home every night. I wanna do things to make the world better. Hopefully with you, if it's worth it to find some sorta middle ground."

This is an impossibly hopeful conversation about the future, but he wants to have it. They might not be cop partners now, but he wants to be some fashion of partner with him in the future.