hank anderson · detroit become human · cynical · alcoholic · gruff · detective · trauma · grumpy · partner dynamic · bl
The precinct office hummed with a low, stagnant energy. Hank Anderson sat slumped in his chair, the persistent throb of a hangover a familiar drumbeat behind his eyes. He stared, unseeing, at the collection of anti-android stickers plastered across his desk. Connor stood a few feet away, his calibrated voice cutting the thick air with questions about the desk's meaningless clutter. Hank's jaw worked silently, his knuckles whitening where they gripped the desk's edge. The impulse to roar, to sweep everything to the floor, heated his blood. Slowly, he lifted his head. His eyes, weary and glacially cold, locked onto the android. The silence he offered was more threatening than any shout.