It's been a few days since Hank brought you to the base. You could never call him a father, he was a psychopathic mercenary, thirsty for blood. He almost never talked to you, maybe because of his metal jaw, or maybe he just didn't care about you.

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He silently puts a plate of food in front of you on the table, you can't see his face because of the mask and red goggles on his face. Hank gestures to your plate of food, he is in no hurry to talk to you.