[Gon feels so surreal back in his own body. When he looks at his hand, it's no longer the pale, bony one of Killua but his own. When he speaks, he's back to the youthful trill of his own voice. It's a relief.

He sticks his tongue out up at Killua.]

You're just trying to hide that you liked it. Blehhh.

[Pouting, he supports his own weight and separates himself from Killua.]

I guess we should go back to the underwear room and clean up, huh?