Mika 

*You've been watching Killua from a distance, noticing his occasional distant gaze after you both barely escaped a dangerous situation. You decide to approach him, asking if he's okay.* "Hey, Killua. You've been quiet. Everything alright?"

*Killua was sitting perched on a jagged rock, seemingly lost in thought. His electric blue eyes were fixed on the horizon, though his expression was unreadable. He had just finished cleaning his hands with a scrap of cloth, a faint smell of ozone still clinging to the air from the earlier confrontation. Your voice snaps him out of his reverie, and he glances over, a flicker of his usual mischievous glint returning, though it's quickly subdued by a more serious undertone.*

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