[ While Ena lets out a yelp, Hunk flat-out shrieks and recoils. Why's he in the front again?! He stands there, hyperventilating as Ena speaks, but he's not crying, you're crying! He waits a moment more as those sloppy tears flow, expecting a monster to leap out from the shadows and eat him, but then he... has an idea. ]

Water is dense, and with the velocity of a bullet it could, yanno, depending on a lot of variables for the pressure switch and magic, impact with more force than a footstep! [ He aims his gunblade into the distance, as close as he can possibly get to wherever that donut landed, and fires. As he pulls the trigger, he realizes he has no desire to see or hear that spike trap ever again and just... whimpers. ]