[ Gon's lack of gung-ho-ness for beating the monster to a pulp gives Killua some clarity, lets his mind stop racing long enough for him to take a deep breath and finally calm down some. It's hard when he still feels like they should be running, like they couldn't have possibly run far enough, and something in him quails at the idea of going back to throw themselves at the ghost again, but he manages, and finally shakes his head, like he could physically discard the panick that had been clutching at his chest. ]
I don't know how to beat it. [ He says it like a confession, like he's letting Gon down, not having a plan ready to go, but even as he says it, he knows that of course Gon isn't expecting him to, not so quickly. ] I couldn't see anything that'd keep it from being affected by our attacks.
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I don't know how to beat it. [ He says it like a confession, like he's letting Gon down, not having a plan ready to go, but even as he says it, he knows that of course Gon isn't expecting him to, not so quickly. ] I couldn't see anything that'd keep it from being affected by our attacks.