[Hunk's armour makes him an obvious target; though there is nothing like it in her world, she recognises what it is easily enough. The way he straightens up at her approach further strengthens her assumption that he serves, at least in some capacity, as a soldier. The smirk takes her somewhat aback, though, as do the finger quotes, which she watches as though she expects them to represent something more significant than good humour.

Nobody has ever finger quoted at the princess.]

Earth is what I wanted to hear, though the name might as well be as foreign as Vaikuntha given how you're dressed and your claim to be from space in general. Hmn. Should I take that to mean you serve on some manner of spaceship?

[There is a definite edge of skepticism to her tone. It's not that she suspects Hunk of lying, but rather that her own words sound so absurd to her that she can scarcely believe that she's speaking them.]