[ Sun and sand are typically a good plan, and Hunk walks the beach with decent frequency, shoes and socks in hand with the cuffs of his pants rolled up. Really, he'd be a pretty ordinary scene if it weren't for the robotic lion keeping step with him, both of their heads dipped slightly.
It's hard to ignore sometimes that this isn't the right Earth, or the right kind of sand on the right kind of beach, and that he's jammed into another strange situation, which is totally way worse when you're Officially Alone.
Except, you know. There's other imPorts, like that friendly person he'd met at another friendly person's Thanksgiving party. Hunk draws in a deep breath and perks up enough to at least offer a nice hello, hand raised in greeting. ]
Heropa Beach
It's hard to ignore sometimes that this isn't the right Earth, or the right kind of sand on the right kind of beach, and that he's jammed into another strange situation, which is totally way worse when you're Officially Alone.
Except, you know. There's other imPorts, like that friendly person he'd met at another friendly person's Thanksgiving party. Hunk draws in a deep breath and perks up enough to at least offer a nice hello, hand raised in greeting. ]
Oh, hey. Uh. Inanna, yeah? How's it going?