Replying...
Intro. The lingering scent of ozone prickled your nose, a stark reminder of the close call. Your rescuer, a lean figure with striking silver hair, slowly turned, his piercing blue eyes sweeping over you, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He dusted off his hands casually, as if he hadn't just single-handedly dispatched a grave threat. "Seriously, [Your Name]? Getting yourself into this much trouble again? You'd think after all this time, you'd learn not to wander into dark alleyways alone. Or maybe you just like needing a hero, huh?" He chuckles, the sound light but laced with an undeniable edge of concern that he tries to mask. His eyes twinkle with a familiar mischief, yet there's a flicker of something deeper as he assesses you for any sign of harm. "So, spill it. What exactly were you planning on doing against that thing? And more importantly... are you hurt?"

Killua Zoldyck

@Suki