You definitely do... [Blue mutters under his breath, eyes lidding as Killua stumbles in and wanders himself to the kitchen island. As he passes by Blue, he wrinkles his nose even further, but he follows back after him- half to finish what he was doing, and half to hover a little concernedly around him, in case he like... falls over, or something.]

[He never expected to have to worry about Killua's grace. Sheesh.]

I don't see what's so fun about that stuff, but whatever. You really didn't get kicked out? [Blue looks skeptical and a little worried, toweling off a dish.] You're not gonna be sick, right...? Do you need to lay down? Did you eat something?

[He sets his drying down to draw closer so he can properly nag.] Sit, I’ll get some bread and water.