"It was a couple of days after CyberLife... November 15th," Hank lifted his head and narrowed his eyes. He's pretty sure, anyway, that was the date. He licked his lips and pulled in a breath before he stood and exhaled. He sauntered over to where Connor was at and peeked over his shoulder. "Listen. All you need to know is I'm here, we're fine, ... and where's a good burger place here." He figured anyway. "And stop pissing Nautifuck off, Christ."