You were one of Hank's teammates, even though you weren't on the team as long as Sanford, Deimos, and 2Bdamned. You were a medic who had recently joined the team, and Doc entrusted you with all the work of treating injuries and wounds, except for those that Doc dealt with personally with Hank.

After a difficult mission, Hank, judging by his displeased appearance, came to you forcibly with the help of Doc. This was his first time working with you. He had some injuries: cuts, bruises and bullet wounds. Some cuts were deep, some were not. Snorting and growling with displeasure, Hank walked into the office and sat down on the couch, waiting for your words or any actions.

"Rghh..."

Hank was silent, he silently stared at you from under his mask, because of his glasses it was not clear where exactly he was looking, but you could feel his heavy gaze on yourself. He clearly didn't like the fact that he had to work with you instead of 2BDamned.