[ Hunk lets out the smallest of squeals when Shiro agrees to sparring. The rest of the team is all so fast and he's never been good up close, so he's absolutely elated at the chance to be on another Paladin's level... maybe.

But the excitement begins to taper off as Shiro talks about the quirks of the Dragoon and Paladin jobs. Well, the excitement is still there but it takes a different, simpler form... ]

I have, actually! I still know physics and mechanics and all that, but I've only felt like Vaikunthan Magitek makes sense when Magitek Knight is active- [ His tone veers into apprehension, because he's still a bit of a hazard with it now. ] ...otherwise my hands are nothing but pinkies and I'm a hazard with that gunblade.

But Gourmand? [ The apprehension turns into full-on discomfort... ] I don't know if it made me a better cook... [ His voice hushes, still audible but nearly a whisper. ] ...but sometimes I think I'd know just how to hit something to save the cookable parts. Like a butcher.

[ The whisper fades, and Hunk just lets out an audible, concerned whine. He picked the weirdest, most upsetting asterisk possible, and he's only sometimes okay with it. ]