“I TRIED TO WRITE IT DOWN, BUT I COULD NEVER FIND A PEN.”
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Leorio tried not to roll his eyes. “That’s not a good excuse,” he said wearily. “Aren’t you supposed to be some super-smart assassin baby? Where’s your photographic memory?”
He wagged his own pen disapprovingly before turning his gaze back to the expansive map. “You just probably figured you’d remember it, but if it were really that important, you could have thought of something.”
Without the coordinates (or at least an approximation of the location), Leorio’s map was almost entirely useless. Surely the kid could have taken a picture or written it in the dirt somewhere.
Or used his own blood if he were desperate. Hell, the kid was resourceful any other time, but when Leorio needed his help, of course he failed to deliver.
Leorio clutched his head before rising, and he messily gathered the map in a single fist. “Well, we aren’t getting any closer staying here,” he said, pressing the map to Killua’s chest as he moved toward the door. “You’ll just have to be my navigator. Hope you’re ready for a road trip.”
