[After everything, the Conservatex has became even more of a comfort - despite the deaths there. But what draws Rubedo there today is the lack of food in the kitchen. But this...this is familiar sight. Only last week, he'd been on the other side if it.
If Killua is looking, he might notice something odd about the approaching redhead. His movements have lost the cautious stiffness of someone who judges his every step, and somehow he wears his jacket and jewelry more comfortably. Most obviously, his mouth is set into a clear, worried frown as he sits down next to his friend.]
Hey...you alright?
[Even his tone seems softer, more casual than anyone here would have heard it before.]
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If Killua is looking, he might notice something odd about the approaching redhead. His movements have lost the cautious stiffness of someone who judges his every step, and somehow he wears his jacket and jewelry more comfortably. Most obviously, his mouth is set into a clear, worried frown as he sits down next to his friend.]
Hey...you alright?
[Even his tone seems softer, more casual than anyone here would have heard it before.]