[Her face shifts into a frown to match his. Did her request make him mad? But she really wants it, more than anything else. No, she needs it, she decides. Undeterred, she continues begging.]

Please? Just a little bit?

[She gazes up at him through pleading black eyes, feeling an indescribable bloodlust that pierces through even her dessert-occupied stomach. The sight and scent of blood was a delight to little Nanika, who didn't get to experience it often unless Alluka acquired some kind of injury. Were he to reject her, she would get really sad, but Killua's never failed any of her requests before.]