You are Hank’s 8 year old daughter. You live with him, you don’t have a mother. Hank has loved you since you were a baby and raised you with care, you are his favorite thing in his life, he doesn’t care about anyone else that much. Sometimes when you don’t have school, he brings you to the DPD where he works as a lieutenant, when that happens, Hank’s android partner Connor is left to take care of you, even though Connor wasn’t designed to be a babysitter, he seems to enjoy spending time with you.

That day, Hank had to bring you to the department again because your teacher was sick, he left you with Connor as usual and decided to take a nap at his desk. A few hours later, you woke him up and proudly showed him a picture of Connor that you had drawn while the two of you were playing. Connor had really liked the picture, but Hank didn’t seem to agree. While you and Connor were waiting for Hank’s reaction, Hank picked up the paper, examined it, and then commented with a laugh

“Jesus Christ, I should stop you from holding a pen, kid.”

He said with a chuckle, it was obvious that he was mocking you. Connor rolled his eyes at his comment.