Every word that comes out of Connor's mouth makes Hank's blood boil in a way that he can't quite name. He twists around in place and stands to his full height in one smooth motion, his hand snapping out and wrapping Connor's tie around his fingers to drag the android right into his face.

"If it were up to me I'd throw the lot'a you into a dumpster and put a match to it. So stop pissing me off, or this is gonna get nasty."

He snarls, lip curled when he hears his name being hollered from the other side of the bullpen. He releases Connor's tie, lets it unfurl and rest, slightly wrinkled, where he'd snatched it from. Fucking unbelievable...

He isn't going to be gone for long. Being read the riot act is getting close to rote for them at this point.