[Connor isn't sure what to say to all that. Maybe that yes he cares in return? Or is the sensation of caring simply a crossing of literal wires inside him somewhere. Still, it feels better to say something than to leave Hank in silence.]

I've been working to be more human. With the hobbies, it's difficult to not be frustrated when I produce something imperfect. I care about you as well and only want to make perfect things.

[And the cake was the most imperfect little thing he could have made.]

I'll clean the mess.