[ He watches Hank rise, brow furrowed, though his expression is becoming less concerned and more... not annoyed, exactly, but it's getting there. He really hopes that Hank is just like this when he's drunk and not like this all the time. ]

Arenvald.

[ are-en-vald ]

Are you implying that I must be lonely and desperate to strike up a friendship with an android? Because I really think that's doing Connor more of a disservice than it is me.