[Connor is about to state that Hank clearly did more than nothing if the wizards are trying to control a fire in the section, but Connor's still getting control of his mouth back. He's pulled into another hug and Connor feels safe again (and wonders if he should feel safe.). One arm after the other is curled around Hank in return.]

It should repair itself in a few hours.

[But with the venom gone, he's out of the woods.]

If I may, Hank, you did much more than 'shit.' I was... I was afraid no one would come.

[No. Fear is a trait of deviants, he cannot have been afraid. Perhaps it was the venom messing with his systems.]