"It doesn't seem like it should be possible, does it?" At least not without the same kind of scarring on his chassis that his other temple has, or without some kind of interruption of his functions. But no, it really does seem to have mostly been on his head to let humans see to some degree what he was thinking.

But he has other, better ways to show Hank what he's thinking.

"I am not easily impressed," he retorts, putting on a very offended air. "Maybe you're just very impressive as a person."

Come to think, maybe Hank has reasons to not enjoy Valentine's Day. He's oblivious to any significance with regard to having a child on this particular day, but Hank was married at some point and Connor knows very little about it except the easily accessible. And cops have reasons to hate holidays as a general whole.

"But I'd like to go to dinner with you," he says softly, leaning down to lean his forehead on Hank's. "We can finally have that date we didn't get to have at the ball."

Not that he didn't enjoy the non-ball aspects of that evening a hell of a lot, but they missed out on a lot that night.