[ Killua, pass up the offer of free sugar-loaded baked goods? Never. He perks up, immediately more welcoming of her sunny demeanor, and hefts the sack a little higher over his shoulder. (Something inside gives a grunt, like maybe a head got jostled against the ground. Totally not suspicious at all.) ]
Sure, if you're buying. What's your name? I'm Killua.
[ He could always stuff her into the to-be-sacrificed pile after she got him candy. ]
no subject
Sure, if you're buying. What's your name? I'm Killua.
[ He could always stuff her into the to-be-sacrificed pile after she got him candy. ]