"Go wild, Hope." He lowers the box onto the railing and... just kinda casually rests a hand on it to keep it steady. Don't need a spill! "My name's Hunk, and, uh..."

Hunk looks a bit uncomfortable as he trails off. This kid seems familiar with the weird magic and some of the jobs, and he's a lot easier to talk to than anyone at the Curti Center. Despite being a clever engineer and a Paladin of Voltron and a galactic defender, he was... more out of his element than he'd want to admit out loud.

"Wh-what's a chocobo? They sound nasty." But most things sound nasty to him.