Maybe it's supposed to hold food for a group, like a fruit bowl! [ Hunk laughs, rolling his eyes, because nothing here seemed reasonable, and it was a bit exhausting. ] That can stab people.

[ The poking motions seemed to be working, so now he's alternating between one- and two-handed jabs. A little bit of confidence creeps onto his face, just shy of a smile. ] Wait, you don't know how things work? That means you're from another world, right? [ The jabs get a little faster, and Hunk doesn't seem to realize he's inching towards a wall, about to start stabbing that nice wooden siding. ]