[ Hank's mouth remains set in a stubborn line. ]

I should probably explain. Back home, mutants aren't... widely accepted, by the majority of the world. In fact, there are people out there who are designing weapons meant to kill us. They do this using samples of our DNA. So, you understand my apprehension to just give out a sample to anyone.

[ He smiles then, small but kind. ] Please, don't take it as anything against you. I don't mean it that way.