*killua shakes his head before kalluto even finishes the question, assuring him it's not his fault.*

no, it was complicated before you got here. let's just say, gon's not an easy one to tie down.

*impressions of his first friend, first partner flash through his mind like snippets from a film reel. the faces of his other lovers, the adrenaline of all the times killua's had to put himself in danger to save him when he's reckless. the rustic, woodsy smell of his cabin and the ever-shifting forms of his dæmon. he takes a break from the cheesecake to lean back and sigh.*

he's... wild.