*Kalluto squeezed against Killua harder and harder, unabashedly took in gulps of breath, needed this to be more real than the images bludgeoning themselves against his awareness. Still not letting up, he pulled his face back to look his brother in the eyes.

He didn't know he was crying until he felt the hiccups marring the delivery of his reply.*

I'm here now. We're here. I don't... I don't wanna go again.

*So much for being the one to comfort Killua.*