I'm happy you don't kill anymore. But hm, there has to be something!

[Hazel eyes focus down on pale, working hands as they lather over his heart. A thin blush spreads over his cheeks at the way Killua stops there, feeling its steadily thumping. Killua's words continue in between movements and Gon stays still for him, his gaze focused on him intently as he listens.]

You mean that..? If I can make you feel better about your body, I want to, Killua! To me, your body is wonderful, regardless of what task it was sharpened for.