[ Hunk's dejection pervades his being, and his entire frame starts to buckle under the burden- at least until Shiro's hand hits his shoulder. The words prompted a bit of a smile, but registering that continued discomfort with the Dragoon armor started to chase away the fears.

When Shiro said that having him of all people made all this easier for him, not only did he looked flattered, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. ]

Yeah, and who knows, maybe I'll be the one saving you from danger! [ He laughed, but was completely serious, because Dragoon didn't look sturdy. It looked pointy, but... ]

Oh, and since we both have classes that use these big swords, do you wanna try and practice together? [ Hunk doesn't recall Shiro ever using a sword, which means they should be on pretty equal footing. Hopefully. ]