In the time it takes Hank to respond, Connor has arrived at a multitude of likely scenarios for the rather brief delay. (Eight minutes, because Connor counts, because he can't help but count.) He finds something easing in him as soon as the response is received, something akin to relief flooding his system.

I couldn't have done it without you.

That much is certain. The mission had an improbable chance of success; Hank's arrival was the unknown factor that had tipped the scale in his favor. Finding himself smiling, Connor continues quickly with a second text.

We make a great team.