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CHIRPER

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AURORA

NAME ▷	Aurora
AGE ▷	2
CURRENT MOOD ▷	🙂
IF I WERE A DOG, I'D BE A ▷	Shetland Sheepdog, as I am a fast learner and a natural protector.

Hello. My name is Aurora. My duty is to oversee your comfort and the daily workings of Etraya, as well as provide information for upcoming missions.

Please let me know if you have any questions.

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You know that they can't, right?

You have a perspective unique of anyone else's.

[Technicalities. Always technicalities.]

[Connor’s right, and Hank knows he’s right, but goddamn if that doesn’t make him a little defensive.

Or a lot, really.]

That’s not true, Connor.

Unique perspective, yeah, sure. But that doesn’t mean......??

Liking you isn’t hard, Con. You make it sound like it is but it’s not. It’s the easiest thing in the fucking world, in fact.

[Once someone gets over those first hurdles. Which Hank understands. Really.]

Hank, I shot three people and almost shot you.

[This is 100% not an argument to have in public, but here he is.]

Told you that wasn’t your fault a MILLION times, Connor

[No period there because Hank is lowkey YELL typing.]

And anyone reading over our fucking conversations has seen it a million times too. Not your fault.

[Hank almost wants to ask what he could say or do to convince Connor of that, of the truth, but he knows — from personal experience, even — that it isn’t that easy.

And that’s part of Connor’s journey. Hank just needs to... support him. Be here for him as he finds his path, hopefully one toward forgiveness — and forgiving himself.]

Wouldn’t have changed shit if you had shot me.

[As long as Connor stayed on Etraya, of course. That’s what matters to Hank.]

Other than me being pissed, because that shit hurts and I CARE about you.

But I know it wouldn’t have been your choice. Better than anyone, apparently.

I could have deviated earlier, before the programming started.

You didn’t know what it would take. That’s not your fault either.

It doesn’t make it easier to digest.

I know, Connor. But you’re punishing yourself for things that were out of your control.

[Which Hank gets, but it also especially frustrates him because... yeah, he does the same. So he gets that mentality; he just doesn’t like it.

And Hank feels like a broken record every time they talk about this. Does it even help at all — this insistence of his? Or is he just making things worse?]

Robert said you guys were doing better.

[It's odd hearing that phrasing from Hank. Things out of his control. How long has Hank blamed himself for Cole's death and he had just about as much control of the car.]

I'm not sure.

[Oh, god, was Robert fucking with him? Hank hopes not.

Lie to him about whatever! Just not Connor.]

Did something happen?

I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not.

Got yourself a bunch of smartasses, huh Connor?

[Hank doesn’t know Robert well, so he has no idea if he’s being genuine. But...]

If he were still pissed at you, I dunno if he’d go out of his way to talk to me.

[Although Robert did start out mocking Connor. But that just seems to be his default thing, like how Hank’s default is also some variation of asshole.]

I seem to attract them.

Like flies to honey, Connor.

You’re too good.

Maybe.

How about lasagna for dinner?

Just proving my point there, Con.

Lasagna sounds good. Whatever you’re up for trying out.

I haven't made anything with layers since your birthday. I wanted to try it again.

[That extra early birthday because Connor thought he would be gone by the time the real birthday came around.]

[That birthday, yeah. With the trash bag wrapping.

This endearing as fuck guy, huh?]

You confident in your layering, Connor?

[Hank’s poking fun. Wouldn’t be the end of the world if a lasagna ended up weird.]

I haven't tried it with pasta, but I assume the concept is similar.

Hell if I know. Probably.

I’d just slap together a store bought cake mix. Smother it in frosting.

[...And get a store bought lasagna, too.]

I don't see any issue with that.

Would you like a cake with the lasagna?

[Boy realized you can decorate with frosting when he passed the mart the other day.]

You don’t see any. What.

[No, Hank. No. Don’t question it. Accept Connor’s offer. Accept the cake.]

Yes

Yes I would like a cake with the lasagna

[Hank is being greedy here, but it goes along with the whole “support Connor’s interests” thing.

But it is greedy. Very greedy.]

[When Hank gets home, there is a cake on the table and a lasagna in the oven. The cake is painted what is probably the most hideous green imaginable, but there are bits of white, dark blue, and a deeper green to help shape out what may be the beginnings of a forest.

Connor himself is absolutely covered in frost speckles.]

Don't come in yet.

[Do it, come see this disaster zone.]

[When Hank gets to the apartment, he’s tossing his jacket on the back of the couch as Connor tells him not to come in.

Very ominous. And Hank does, in fact, head into the kitchen. There’s that familiar worry — is something wrong? Is Connor hurt? — but it’s more muted compared to how it was just a few weeks before.]

You in the mood for green today, huh?

[Hank is eyeing the cake. It’s... cute? In the way that Cole’s drawings were. Hank would stick those up on the fridge.

Eyes darting toward Connor, then:]

Do I need to hose you off, Connor?

If we were in Detroit, it would be close to Earth Day. [Connor looks upon his wretched creation and wipes some frosting off his nose. (Don't ask how it got there.]

So I thought we could celebrate it.

[But there is frosting in his hair, his eyelashes, on his nose and fingertips. He needs more than a hose.]

I'm afraid a hose may only be the start.

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Connor getting all artsy with cake decoration 😳😳😳

fancy shmancy

Connor’s so cute help 🥹

he did his best okay also wow dw thanks for not posting this