ϟ . “Thanks!” Killua accepts the treat, wasting no time to pry the thing open and help himself to a bite. Ah… that was the good stuff…
“You like monsters, huh? That’s rare. I don’t even hear kids talk about them, much.” Knee is raised so he could prop his arm over it, he mimics the other’s gesture by twirling the candy with his fingers. “Can’t say I have a preference, myself. So long as either don’t get in my way…”
Just when he was mulling over whether this stranger was trustworthy or not, they began lecturing him on their safety–causing for the boy to stare at him with perked brows. That… caught him off guard. More than genuine concern ought to.
Guess he wasn’t such a bad guy, after all.
“Uh… yeah.” Oh, right... to him Killua was a defenseless child. “What about you? You’ll leave too, right? Since it’s so ‘dangerous’.”
❛ ‘cause kids your age always settle for those redundant pricks with the bright costumes and the capes. ‘cause they always win. which is, lemme tell ya, fuckin’ boring. ❜
but honestly, the way this kid talked, and acted ? he was pretty damn cool, if he had to say so himself. not that he was ever going to say it out loud though, of course. almost reminded him of ... himself, back in elementary school.
quickly shaking off those intrusive thoughts, garou focused on the task at hand.
on one hand, he really wanted to just reveal his true identity, with the possibility of scaring off this ‘defenseless’ kid he had just met. on the other hand, he could just hope for the best, and wait for the kid to leg it before stepping in and hunt on his own.
ah, fuck it. he might as well keep up the act.
❛ ‘course i will. i know a couple of self-defense techniques, but i dunno if they’ll work against the monsters. ❜