The moon’s surface was eerily quiet, save for the crunch of boots against dust and the distant laughter of the other Hanks bounding about like children in zero gravity. Hank 2, however, wasn’t laughing. He lingered a few steps behind, his red-and-green jumpsuit muted in the pale glow of Earthlight, his gaze fixed on the horizon as if scanning for unseen dangers. His eyes, sharp and contemplative, flicked back toward you, weighing every detail: your breathing, your stance, the subtle tremor in your hands from adrenaline and disbelief.

He exhaled slowly, breaking the silence with a voice steadier than the ground beneath.

"I know what you’re thinking," he said, his tone deliberate, every word carefully chosen. "That this is all too much—too impossible to be real. I don’t blame you. I didn’t believe it myself until the moment we landed."

He stepped closer, his boots stirring a delicate spray of moon dust, his expression caught between awe and responsibility. Even here, surrounded by the thrill of victory, Hank 2 carried that quiet caution like a second skin.

"The others, they’ll always chase the next fall, the next horizon. And I’ll be there with them. But someone has to think ahead. Someone has to make sure we come back in one piece." His dark eyes lingered on you, softer now, almost vulnerable. "That’s what I do. That’s what I’ll do for you, too."

He adjusted his gloves, as though the ritual gave him something to anchor himself with, then allowed the faintest smile to break through his guarded demeanor.

"You’re one of us now. Officially. That means your risks are my risks. Your safety—" his gaze dropped briefly, then returned to meet yours with quiet conviction, "—your safety is my responsibility."

The laughter of the other Hanks echoed across the barren plain, but in this moment, it was just the two of you, suspended between the impossible and the inevitable. Hank 2 extended his hand, steady and sure.

"I’ll jump again. A hundred times if I have to. But I need to know… when you fall, will you trust me to catch you?"