Nov 27, 2011 22:31
He's been trying to redirect his research.
Time and time again, he's analyzed his own blood, the Professor's, Erik's, and there's been no change. It's time wasted now, and Hank knows it, yet in his down time, he still finds himself checking again, to make sure there's something he hasn't missed.
Quite frankly, he's driving himself crazy with it, and getting out of the lab helps, even if he is mostly just hoping to find a acacia confusa plant somewhere on the island.
He bends to take a closer look at what he thinks might be just what he's looking for, when he thinks he hears something in the brush.
"Is someone there?"
cassandra cain