*He sighed. The disjunction between the offshoots from the past that the airship offered, and his own present, was even more confusing in the case of Gon, because they had spoken often.*

I have met that Gon, yeah.

*With soft emphasis, Kalluto was more terse than he wanted to be, careful with his words, again wanting to safeguard how he feels. There was something his older brother said about Gon that applied to them both.*

He's... dazzling.

*Seeing how Killua's face lit up just thinking about Gon, he felt even more silly for unknowingly treading on something that he'd never understand or have for himself. In either world.*