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*killua's dreams are similarly fraught, his mind trying to make sense of nanika's newfound bloodlust in a series of nightmares where she asks for more and more of him and he gives and gives and gives until there's nothing left. he awakens on the bedroom floor, a dull ache in his chest where alluka had pushed him off the bed.*

a-alluka!

*shocked wide awake, he scrambles to grab her hand and climb back onto the bed, then pulls her into a hug in a rush of relief. guilt follows it for preferring one sister over the other, but it's hard to miss nanika's presence now when he last saw her feasting on his flesh.*

i-it's all alright, i don't blame you -- either of you --