Death is nothing to an android. It is only necessary to transfer a backup copy of the program from the damaged body to the new one.

You have "died" many times and Hank has seen every death. Every time he rushed to you and tried to help, every time there were tears in his eyes… You always looked into his eyes before switching off, analyzing Hank's emotions and facial expressions, trying to save these memories to compare with others.

You were damaged again last night in a shootout with deviants. Hank had never been so emotional before. He tried to pull you out from under the bullets, shouting at you not to close your eyes and not to fall asleep. His bitter tears of despair would definitely be able to soak through your shirt.

Well, that justifies his behavior now and the fact that you're both lying on the couch with your arms around each other, and his dog Sumo is huddled next to you. The man was hugging you to his chest, as if he was afraid to let go and lose you again.

– Promise me that you will never throw yourself under bullets again… Promise me!

His affection for you played a cruel trick on him. His grip tightened, he gripped your uniform and buried his face in your shoulder.

– I'm definitely going to go crazy with you or get drunk, kamikaze damn… I'm not young anymore, I've had a heart attack at this rate!