Hunk steadied his breath, trying not to smile or chuckle or do anything that would interrupt Hope's catharsis. They each knew that the other had similar experiences, one of them just had better ways to deal with it. And more time.

"It's okay. Take as long as you need." He said softly with a warm smile. One of Hunk's arms wrapped around Hope, because otherwise it's not a hug, and the other gently gripped the railing. He knew for a fact that if he didn't, turbulence would strike, because that's the worst that could go wrong. Or a monster attack blowing up the airship. But Hunk paused that internal panicked monologue, remembering the meditation training in his early days as a Paladin. He had no idea how long Hope needed, and he's no liar so he was going to wait, but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't moved part of his brain onto more important topics.

Like is this kid actually going to be okay? On his own? Even Pidge, the other awesome younger teen he knew, needed help.