[ Hunk's demeanor deflated with Okuyasu's, and it was... really sad to see the guy's pain. This guy, who was so ready to talk about how big and scary he was, feeling so lost and alone. ]

I don't know your Earth. [ He looks down at the ground. He can't even make eye contact. It hurt Hunk just to say that. But it's true- he doesn't know anything about healing spaghetti. ] But I got taken from mine, thrown across the universe, and forced to fight against an alien empire. So I... kinda get it. It sucks.

[ He sighs, struggling to figure out what to say, how to help his friend. And then he gets an idea. ] But everyone knows food, no matter where you're from. You like food, obviously. Why not use that?