Oh. [ He deadpans, all panic draining from his demeanor. ] Mango comics. Visual books. [ Hunk may not be as big of a dweeb as Pidge or Lance, but he's picked up enough by just being near them. His brain can easily parse humans falling into their skeletal underworld though, that sounds reasonable.

But he can't bring himself to ask anything about this skeleton's media consumption. Instead, Hunk tries to be... humane. ]

You know that most of those things aren't real, right? [ But he changes the subject quickly. Ease him into that revelation. Hopefully. ]

So what sort of questions do you have about aliens?