[He had meant, ideally, to enter through the door, but perhaps the fault is on him for not being specific. So, after a moment of looking at the open window, Connor ducks in. All long limbs as he clambers over the sill and into Hank's house, movement purposeful as always, and at least this time his entry is far more graceful than the last.

He even replies in the midst of it.]

I didn't return for testing today. [A correction, followed by an explanation.] I was...

[A moment, while both feet find purchase on the ground, and he straightens, looking at Hank, peering at him carefully.]

...looking for you. The department's caught wind of a case, potentially involving another deviant android. I thought I might find you at home, like I did the last time.

[And drunk again, like last time.]