[Alluka sighs happily as Killua rests on her chest, always pacified by him even though her tummy aches.]
...? Drunk? Whassat, Oniichan?
[She reaches up and ruffles his silver hair before flattening it out under a stroking palm. She becomes taken with how fluffy it is, her attention divided.]
no subject
Date: 2023-03-18 08:54 pm (UTC)...? Drunk? Whassat, Oniichan?
[She reaches up and ruffles his silver hair before flattening it out under a stroking palm. She becomes taken with how fluffy it is, her attention divided.]