*killua's nose is no stranger to sweets, and though he hangs back and lets his sister lead the way, he's just as eager to follow the scent of fresh, baked goods down the airship's endless corridors. he opens the door to see a lavish bakery to match the smell, and once his foot has made a safe landing on the other side he turns to wave his sister in with a smile.*
coast is clear.
*he only realizes once she's stepped in beside him that the scent that led them here seems to have vanished, and with it, his smile does too.*
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Date: 2024-04-26 05:35 pm (UTC)coast is clear.
*he only realizes once she's stepped in beside him that the scent that led them here seems to have vanished, and with it, his smile does too.*
a bit... too clear.