The wet spot interests the curious Alluka immediately. She goes to feel it when her hands are enclosed in a shaking embrace by his own, snatching her out of her thirst. Alluka looks up at him with pleading eyes at his rejection, finding fault within herself for pushing too far. "Did I do something bad?" She slurs out pitifully, needily squeezing his hands. A thick blush clouds her cheeks in salmon pink, her heart lunging in distress. Killua's so good to her..she hopes she didn't mess up.