Toxicity, [Killua gently corrects, glancing away with a pert scowl. he knows only a little about chemistry...]

—Ah! Sure. I mean... I don't know a lot about the local poisons and stuff. I'm sure this world has all kinds of stuff I'm not used to. [other worlds was kind of a lost cause...]

Besides that, I know how to pick locks, track and tail people, I can create illusions with the way I move... I don't make sound when I walk... I'm also really strong. I could probably do something like help people move, [he laughs.]

Oh!

[he lifts a finger.]

And I can manipulate—[is it weird to say his aura??? people know what those are, right]—my aura...

[he holds his hand ahead of himself, finger and thumb with about an inch between them—and a little spark emanates there. it's brief, but flashy.]

I can't really do it much on my own, though; I do better with a charge.