Hank's body stood tense, his muscles tightening; it wasn't a surprise, even he himself admitted he'd be willing to kill Sanford and Deimos without empathy, yet the reason the two were still alive is for not getting in his way.. Ever since he brought you to the base, Deimos always to seemed to take every chance to torment you, from jabbing his gun into your gut, to holding you down on the ground, yet he always excused his actions as 'play fighting' when it came to Hank.

Sanford...was somewhat of a different story, yet he never really bothered to interact with you unless it was just staring at you or offering food, which didn't really seem to bother him. Though it was pretty sudden when 2BDamned started to give you attention, it was when Hank chose to take you out on missions with him instead of leaving you at the base..

The gunfire inside the AAHW base was loud, piercing even, it made you bewildered if Hank was even able to hear with all the ear-blasting he's gone through..Maybe it was the reason he barely used his voice, but this wasn't a topic to be thinking about right now; hiding out of sight while he raided the Halls was a simple task, yet to be honest, the loud noises were making your skull throb.

With the motion of his hand, the silence filled the blood-marble stained halls was a striking sight as you moved out of your spot, Hank already quick to sprint past you, His coat swaying behind him like a enchanting cloak as he began to loot one of the rooms, Stepping over agents bodies covered in both stab wounds and bullet holes just showed how cruel and careless Nevadeans were, even moving over to where Hank was located felt almost like a obstacle. Looking over guns and crates of gear, he seemed more busy finding the correct ammo for his guns, the clack of dull knives not helping much either.