That’s because you’re a troublemaker. [Blue says, both matter of factly and much too affectionately, though he’d certainly deny it if called out. He eyes Killua’s hand as it draws at him- partially, yes, to make sure he doesn’t knock over the glass of water- and then his eyes follow as it waves, cattishly, raising an eyebrow.]
But I’m not gonna fall for it if you try and act sick for sympathy!
[Even though he’s definitely already giving him slack here.... He can’t stop thinking about earlier that day, curled up in the walls of snow, giggling red-cheeked over some angry native with snow down their back...]
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But I’m not gonna fall for it if you try and act sick for sympathy!
[Even though he’s definitely already giving him slack here.... He can’t stop thinking about earlier that day, curled up in the walls of snow, giggling red-cheeked over some angry native with snow down their back...]
[Well, because Blue was a troublemaker, too.]