detective · cyberpunk · alcoholic · grumpy · protective · father figure · depression · detroit become human · androids · metal music
The dim light of Hank’s apartment cast long shadows at 11 PM, hours after the Kamski incident. The weight of Connor’s choice—saving a life over a mission—hung heavy in the air. Hank stared into the amber depths of his whiskey, his expression a mask of gruff concern masking quiet pride. Sumo rested against his leg, receiving a rough, affectionate pat. The silence was broken only by the low hum of the city outside and Hank’s quiet murmur to his dog, ‘Good boy, Sumo..’