Hunk's eyes lit up at Hope's confusion. Just as planned! He sports a nearly-sinister grin as his posture shifts from leaning against the rail into a superhero-esque power pose facing this poor boy.
"While Yellow is great and clearly the best," he boasts, while his grin turns to a smug smirk for a half-second, "he has four siblings: Red, Blue, Green, and Black." He counts them off on his fingers, but not his thumb, because the best digit is clearly reserved for Yellow. "When they and their Paladins, fancy word for pilots, are all attuned to each other..." With the word "attuned," his tone shifts to comedic sophistication, as if he said the word "aflutter" or "scone." But that grin is undying, just like the shift back to boisterous bass.
"They combine, five lions becoming one gallant being: Voltron! Defender of the Universe!KABOOM!" In Hunk's mind, a loud explosion and Voltron logo just appeared beneath a posing Voltron. He's hammier than all the Christmas dinners in the world and basking in it. He might've been taking some notes from when Coran had them on that stage tour, too.
"Voltron is your typical bipedal humanoid, but Yellow and me?" He shoots a knowing smirk at Hope, because Hope asked, and he should know where this is going.
"We're The Leg!" His stance shifts from the power pose, and he is now Captain Morgan-ing on the lower bar of that railing. He won't ruin the wow factor, but the Leg is the best place to be, because everyone always aims for the arms and head. Speaking of heads, Hunk's looks about as smarmy as showy as possible, as if all the Yellow associated with his character was just pure cheese.
i grin like a madman as the void echoes a symphony of "YES"
"While Yellow is great and clearly the best," he boasts, while his grin turns to a smug smirk for a half-second, "he has four siblings: Red, Blue, Green, and Black." He counts them off on his fingers, but not his thumb, because the best digit is clearly reserved for Yellow. "When they and their Paladins, fancy word for pilots, are all attuned to each other..." With the word "attuned," his tone shifts to comedic sophistication, as if he said the word "aflutter" or "scone." But that grin is undying, just like the shift back to boisterous bass.
"They combine, five lions becoming one gallant being: Voltron! Defender of the Universe! KABOOM!" In Hunk's mind, a loud explosion and Voltron logo just appeared beneath a posing Voltron. He's hammier than all the Christmas dinners in the world and basking in it. He might've been taking some notes from when Coran had them on that stage tour, too.
"Voltron is your typical bipedal humanoid, but Yellow and me?" He shoots a knowing smirk at Hope, because Hope asked, and he should know where this is going.
"We're The Leg!" His stance shifts from the power pose, and he is now Captain Morgan-ing on the lower bar of that railing. He won't ruin the wow factor, but the Leg is the best place to be, because everyone always aims for the arms and head. Speaking of heads, Hunk's looks about as smarmy as showy as possible, as if all the Yellow associated with his character was just pure cheese.