[ Something about the unabashed way the red-head had said that was enough to coax a small smile out of him; even if it was a little shaky initially. He's trying to remember how to breathe and ignore that feeling that what followed that memory probably hadn't been anything good. ]
It was... my brother Illumi.
[ Exhaling a breath, Killua closed his eyes and tried his best to will the wavering tone out from his voice then. ]
Said I... wasn't qualified to make friends... that I don't need them.
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It was... my brother Illumi.
[ Exhaling a breath, Killua closed his eyes and tried his best to will the wavering tone out from his voice then. ]
Said I... wasn't qualified to make friends... that I don't need them.