[ Hunk lets out a dismissive "ehh" sound, complete with matching hand gesture. ] I think I'll be fine, Makoto-san. With all the stuff I've seen and done, I could probably teach the teachers! [ He's earnest about that declaration. Then he starts absentmindedly counting off on his fingers. Making first contact with multiple alien species, inspiring universe-wide rebellion... ]

Y'know Makoto-san if you start falling behind on your studies, I could help you out. [ ...hacking a robot to teach it to have fun, journeying into a planet-killing space worm to harvest fart crystals... ]

And Red, transforming robots are the coolest, mine's a leg. Can yours transform? [ ...that time he interned at a space mall food court, and, oh, right, piloting the Yellow Lion. He stops counting. ]