[ There it is. Christ on a cracker, his expression says it all, doesn't it? He still owns the fucking wheelchair, though it's packed away in his closet. He'll never be one hundred percent convinced that Pinkman can't reverse his...surgery at a moment's notice, or that things could go to hell again all on their own. ]
Not right before... Was in my hotwheels when I was ported in, though, yeah. Still needing help to shit and travel to more ace physical therapy. They got me a nurse and stuck me in dispatch, figured it'd appease me.
[ Is it any wonder he was a little grumpy his first week? Obviously he's never going to insult dispatch, but that wasn't the point. ]
Then Pinkman showed up at the precinct and healed me. Hallelujah.
[ Said in the way that Pinkman might as well have showed up and finished him off with an AK-47. Isn't he a nice guy? So grateful? But anyone looking at their history, really looking at their history, might be able to see what Hank actually saw in such saintly (planned, deliberate) deliverance. Or they might just see a paranoid, obsessed cop. ]
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Not right before... Was in my hotwheels when I was ported in, though, yeah. Still needing help to shit and travel to more ace physical therapy. They got me a nurse and stuck me in dispatch, figured it'd appease me.
[ Is it any wonder he was a little grumpy his first week? Obviously he's never going to insult dispatch, but that wasn't the point. ]
Then Pinkman showed up at the precinct and healed me. Hallelujah.
[ Said in the way that Pinkman might as well have showed up and finished him off with an AK-47. Isn't he a nice guy? So grateful? But anyone looking at their history, really looking at their history, might be able to see what Hank actually saw in such saintly (planned, deliberate) deliverance. Or they might just see a paranoid, obsessed cop. ]