[ He can tell he's lost her about halfway through, though he still finishes, or tries before she's actually just creating other distractions, clearly not paying attention anymore.
He's somewhere between frustrated and endeared by it, but all he does is smile, take a deep breath, then lift his shoulders at her question. ]
You might be. I don't know.
[ There might be ways to find out. Hank probably could. But is it really important if it's in her genes? ]
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He's somewhere between frustrated and endeared by it, but all he does is smile, take a deep breath, then lift his shoulders at her question. ]
You might be. I don't know.
[ There might be ways to find out. Hank probably could. But is it really important if it's in her genes? ]
Would you like to be?