[Hanna sets his cup down, pulling out his own just in the off change that David's changed his mind, though he pauses in the middle of his text to look up at Arthur.]

Wh- No, no. Terminator has nothing to do with his programming, though it's uh...weirdly appropriate. It's a nickname. When we first met he looked like a fucking action hero with the bloody wounds and the torn jacket on the deck. So I started calling him Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger in the Terminator series. Be kind of fucked up if I called him that because he's compelled to kill people.

[He goes back to his text, Terminator, it's John Connor. Lester Lester is asking about O-Henry. Confirm? and shoots it off with a little smile, brushing the screen with his thumb before glancing back up. Saga still is a bit of a sore subject for him, but he did actually like her despite everything.]

Let him get back to me and we'll see if he still wants you to know. Makes sense though... I missed the hell out of him, but the fucking floor falling out of under him when he got back makes it hard to be entirely happy about it. Admiral needs to be better about keeping his grip on people instead of handling them like he's just oiled his fucking hands. Pisses me off.