Hank feels much better after a few hours of sleep. Well, his body does at least. His emotional state is something else entirely. Earlier, one of the rats brought him a gown to change into and he had made the mistake of looking in a mirror. Folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue...

He is now sitting up in bed and staring at his clawed hands and wondering just what he is and what he will do. Aside from saving the world from Shaw that is.