He wanted to reply something back, but groaned instead, proof that he was both listening to the other's advice regarding the breathable air but also not very pleased by the fact Connor was being Connor again. Still it was true; Hank needed air, Connor didn't, Connor could monologue in here far longer than him.

That, however changes the moment the android continues. Suddenly, he is a lot more serious, troubled by the fact that whatever happened caused him so much damage. Then came the elbow jab. Right into his arm.

"Oww dammit!"

So much for conserving air.

"We can figure that out later. There's no door on my side. Maybe we can kick a wall down."