Noctis, huh? Is that uh... is that a human name? [ Hunk grins, showing the lighthearted nature of the insult. It helps that he's not sure if that's a human name! ] Do you have names and descriptions for this Noctis guy's people? I think you can send them to me over this little tablet...

[ And then Hunk realized he'd been waving his arms and gesturing with a gunblade still in his hand. Oddly enough, he was pretty used to it already, and it was a far cry from the weight of his Bayard's heavy blaster. He chirps out a little "oopsie" and squeezes a series of pressure switches around the grip, sending it clacking and compressing into a smaller, more carry-safe form. ] Magitek is really cool. [ He sheathes the blade in a holster at his back, trying to get used to having so many blades on his person. ]

But me, I haven't made many allies... [ He brings his hands closer to his chest, as if his fists were about to start playing an excited patty-cake. ] I'm making friends instead! [ And he starts rubbing his hands together and cackling like some sort of mastermind of joy and mirth. Honestly, getting allies sounded like preparing for war, and he was not really about that. ]