[ Killua listens without interrupting, letting her get it out. And he tries to keep his expression neutral, but there's a way his jaw tightens, a subtle coldness that comes into his eyes. If Arietta is sensitive to aura, she'll feel the coldness in the air too, the tension around him.
Without thinking, he reaches out when she's finished, placing his hand on top of hers on the table. His voice is low and vicious, barely more than a growl. ]
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Without thinking, he reaches out when she's finished, placing his hand on top of hers on the table. His voice is low and vicious, barely more than a growl. ]
Those bastards.