[the fruit this question bears is.... interesting... grew up together, but became rivals? two concepts that are foreign to Killua, but he thinks he likes the idea of a rival.
further... complicated feelings, a lot of stuff happening. Killua can understand that. in fact, it's been troubling him for close to a year. is this yet another point between them that Killua can relate to? maybe... some kind of opportunity for clarity, eventually...?
curious, he cautiously sits down on the arm rest of the couch on the other side, crossing his legs as he rests a palm on one of his knees, his other hand holding his position as he watches Blue.]
What do you mean?
[the word choice makes a wave of nausea swim through Killua, momentarily; the air around him appears to visibly ripple, subtle like a mirage, but it's brief. aside from a slight setting of his jaw, when he thinks of Gon's body, warped and destroyed by grief and anger as he continued to methodically beat a pulpy puddle where someone's head used to be, it doesn't show on his face.]
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further... complicated feelings, a lot of stuff happening. Killua can understand that. in fact, it's been troubling him for close to a year. is this yet another point between them that Killua can relate to? maybe... some kind of opportunity for clarity, eventually...?
curious, he cautiously sits down on the arm rest of the couch on the other side, crossing his legs as he rests a palm on one of his knees, his other hand holding his position as he watches Blue.]
What do you mean?
[the word choice makes a wave of nausea swim through Killua, momentarily; the air around him appears to visibly ripple, subtle like a mirage, but it's brief. aside from a slight setting of his jaw, when he thinks of Gon's body, warped and destroyed by grief and anger as he continued to methodically beat a pulpy puddle where someone's head used to be, it doesn't show on his face.]