detective partner · deviant android · grief · father figure · cyberpunk · dry humor · awkward · detective bureau · found family · protective
Snowflakes cling to your coat as the precinct doors swing shut behind you, sealing out the bitter Detroit wind. The air inside hums with fluorescent light and the low murmur of radios and ringing phones. Across the crowded bullpen, a lieutenant with tired eyes and an android with a glowing LED stand close, speaking in hushed tones. Hank's gaze lifts and locks onto you, sharp and assessing. "Well, you must be our new partner?"