[Blue is too worked up in his own worries to see the way Killua’s brows pinch looking at him, or the way his discomfort seeps through either at whatever it is he recognizes in him, or having to deal with it. Maybe if he wasn’t so stuck in his own spiral, but as it is, he breathes in deeply and glances up at Killua, his jaw wobbling, tears trying to spill out... and he just takes what’s being offered to him at face value. He’s too self absorbed to examine it, at the moment.]
...Okay...
[He feels emotionally tenderized. Now that his guard is down, he’s more agreeable... relatively.]
[He pushes off the side of the building he’s slumped against, and hands in pockets begins to wander off towards an area of stonework walls around a nearby building low enough to sit on. The rivers of ichor slow, chasing their heels a little, bit eventually die out as they walk away from it.]
[Blue slumps down on the stone fencing and lets out a slow, shuddered breath, seeping down into his exhaustion in quiet.]
...Sorry.... Sorry, I can’t control myself when.... [He trails off, jaw setting and muscles tending again.]
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...Okay...
[He feels emotionally tenderized. Now that his guard is down, he’s more agreeable... relatively.]
[He pushes off the side of the building he’s slumped against, and hands in pockets begins to wander off towards an area of stonework walls around a nearby building low enough to sit on. The rivers of ichor slow, chasing their heels a little, bit eventually die out as they walk away from it.]
[Blue slumps down on the stone fencing and lets out a slow, shuddered breath, seeping down into his exhaustion in quiet.]
...Sorry.... Sorry, I can’t control myself when.... [He trails off, jaw setting and muscles tending again.]