I didn't 'just run off'! I was getting us un-stuck! --Jeez...!

[Blue grumbles, already trying to struggle himself up again, gripping onto a nearby stone and leaning on his good foot. He winces, still scraped up.... But it's still slippery, and he's having trouble getting good grip.]

[He's going to snap at Killua again- about telling him to calm down, about calling him freaked out- but before he can do so, the other boy is suddenly down next to him and grabbing him up into his arms, like it's totally effortless and normal. Blue lets out (another) ungraceful yelp as he's hauled up, squirming with panic and then wincing when that, too, turns out to be a bad idea.] W-wh-what are you doing--!?

[His face flushes brilliantly, although hopefully in the soaking wet of the cool rain, his face is already pink enough to hide it, but his eyes glower up into Killua's with outrage, hands fisting in the collar of his shirt- at least half for purchase.]

I don't need you to-- carry me, put me down, you weirdo....!