*Tiny aftershocks jolt along Kalluto's skin from his brother's fingertips. His eyes are still shut, not tight, but as if heavy with fatigue, and his body is becoming accustomed to Killua's presence again. Their chests press together as they both take a deep, comforting breath of the other. A memory of Killua taking care of him many years ago flashes past his awareness. Looking back, Killua was so small back then, even though Kalluto was even smaller, and slight.

Killua's question prods against this tranquility, Kalluto's thoughts sluggish at first.*

Mmm... I can... I remember... you keeping me safe. S'hazy.

I wanna try, yeah.