[It's not Hank that comes to the door, but Connor, LED on his temple gone and frowning, concerned.]

Tidus.

[His own name is probably all Tidus is going to understand, and, without his chip, Connor can't understand a word either. He wordlessly gestures Tidus to come in and sit down by one of the desks, which Connor immediately sits on.]

I don't know how much he has to talk before my system can pick any of it up… [This directed at Hank, before:] I need you to talk to me. About anything. Just talk.

[He accompanies this with slow gestures, trying to convey: talk to me. Doesn't matter what. Talk.]