Oh I woulda killed myself to keep from putting up with him, or killed him. [Hank says flatly, addressing two subjects there that are painfully true. But then he just gives Connor a tight and quick smile that's an almost apology for what they both know had been a very real option, if Connor hadn't been experiencing that instability. In fact, he did exactly that with Connor's double.]

The Head is a scientist. He's made by scientists. I've heard all these fucking psycho horror stories about animal testing, fucked up shit. I won't get into it, but imagine the desire to learn at the expense of something's physical well-being given to something that sees itself above even the creatures belonging to other universes.

I guess the more he learns, the more he feels that it's his created right to do whatever the fuck he wants.

[And Hank just wants to put it down.]

There are flesh and blood people like that. I don't think it's an AI thing. I think it's just a sick asshole thing.

[But then, he doesn't know if Tidus knows yet, the fucking file he was given was huge and he dumped it at Ricks in the hopes a technical expert would have a look at it and make some assessments.]

You're right, though. It doesn't take a year. Turns out the Heart had been hiding that it pretty much can duplicate us immediately. A year is just the max that anyone lasts before he gets bored with us.

Which means I got about four months at most.