Hunk's not sure if he notices that flash of recognition, but he does pick up on Adrien shifting in his seat, hesitating, and frowning. As someone accustomed to being uncomfortable himself, it was hard to miss.

"I'll need to look at the machines for a few minutes, but I'll need someone to keep an eye on the games to make sure they're working. They're hard to hear from behind, with all the fans." He chuckles, but then look towards Adrien, sporting a sad frown of his own.

"Wanna gimme a hand?" Hunk was so happy to work with a nicer memory, but the idea of shattering it? It hurt. A lot.