*Kalluto notices his brother's step back in his periphery, more interested in how scandalised Killua looks. He takes a moment to properly think about the question, but decides to just act instead.

He walked away from Killua, now, looking out to the beach, trying his best to catch the breeze that had suddenly come on.*

Suit yourself... I want to feel the ocean air on my legs. It feels... nice, Killua. I don't think the magic works if I don't want anything besides that breeze touching my skin.