Ah, father. Must be the priest bit, he's always so good at making Hawk feel absolved. For something he doesn't remember doing, in this case. He doesn't remember being in love with Mulcahy because this one wasn't. Only in the way he loves all his friends.

Hawk sniffs- "I've got my own clinic here set up all nice, after this you should come see it. A proper bed, too. You remember those? With mattresses?"