It's just a cut. [His heart feels like it's going to hammer through his ribcage. His head's light, he feels sick...
Killua reluctantly turns to face Ritsu, but he keeps his head down as he holds his hand out for him. The gash extends from just beneath his pinky finger to the base of his thumb. It looked deep enough for stitches, its color a dark, deep crimson.]
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Killua reluctantly turns to face Ritsu, but he keeps his head down as he holds his hand out for him. The gash extends from just beneath his pinky finger to the base of his thumb. It looked deep enough for stitches, its color a dark, deep crimson.]