*killua shudders, forced to remember the knife-plunge of his own claws through his flesh, felt by many moments before their death but never before by him.*

well, considering i had to pull out my own organs and give them to her... yeah, it was worse. i'm just lucky she didn't specify which, or i might not have been able make the wish...

*he turns his head to look at his brother, brow creased in distress.*

do you think she would've just let me die? what would alluka do...