Hope is all of five feet tall, he appreciated the box being lowered a bit.

"Hot... Pockets?" Hope tilted his head at the name as he listened to what was inside them. Well, he supposed the name made some sort of sense. They have meat inside them like a pocket, he supposed, and he was familiar enough with that kind of concept of food from home. But no one straight up just called them hot pockets. He also couldn't help but laugh a little at the rest of the description. "Maybe-pork? Are you sure it's edible, then?"

He's assuming the guy tasted the food or he wouldn't be showing them off, but Hope had to ask anyway.