"What?!" Hunk's tone shifts to accusatory, and he levels a glare at his friend. "You're not awkward! You're drunk and stressed and dealing with some crazy stuff. There's an entire bar doing pretty much the same thing!" Then he throws his hands into the air and a moment later starts gesturing in the direction of the bar. For emphasis.
"You're... you're doing just fine. There's no right way to do any of this. We're in a whole different dimension! I've gone into another dimension and there aren't really rules for this." He's rambling. Hunk has no idea what he's saying anymore. He doesn't know what to say to Prompto to make the bad stuff go away, and he can't just throw him at Shiro because what if Shiro's not okay with that, and, and...
"Do you want a hug?" Hunk wants a hug, honestly, so he's projecting kind of a lot.
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"You're... you're doing just fine. There's no right way to do any of this. We're in a whole different dimension! I've gone into another dimension and there aren't really rules for this." He's rambling. Hunk has no idea what he's saying anymore. He doesn't know what to say to Prompto to make the bad stuff go away, and he can't just throw him at Shiro because what if Shiro's not okay with that, and, and...
"Do you want a hug?" Hunk wants a hug, honestly, so he's projecting kind of a lot.