[Mondo's being quiet--that's a sign that Killua picks up on easily enough. It shouldn't matter, what people think. And yet, Mondo had seemed like a decent enough person that Killua maybe feels a bit of a sting at the idea that he'd want to avoid Killua after this.
Face blank, he hefts the person over his shoulder and then deposits them in one of the many chairs around the room.]
They'll be fine here.
[Is all he says before he turns and leaves the room, hands shoved casually into his pockets like he didn't just do something extremely suspect. He doesn't look over his shoulder--Mondo's free to follow him if he wants to, but Killua's not going to wait.]
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Face blank, he hefts the person over his shoulder and then deposits them in one of the many chairs around the room.]
They'll be fine here.
[Is all he says before he turns and leaves the room, hands shoved casually into his pockets like he didn't just do something extremely suspect. He doesn't look over his shoulder--Mondo's free to follow him if he wants to, but Killua's not going to wait.]