[While others would rightfully notice Killua's hair standing on end, or the way his touch is enough to give him a shock, Jaime's able to notice it before he even opens the door. He can smell it on him like someone else would be able to smell cologne, the sharp - and not altogether unpleasant - scent of electricity coming off of him in waves. He can usually smell it when he goes about his business, but it's always a little different when he's up close and personal with an actual source.]
Hey, there. What've you been doing, sticking your fingers in sockets? [He asks as he follows Killua up to his room, and though there's a jokey sort of tone to his voice, he knows that there's more to it than just a little excess static. It's less important than his sister and Gon leaving, but it's a curiosity all the same.]
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Hey, there. What've you been doing, sticking your fingers in sockets? [He asks as he follows Killua up to his room, and though there's a jokey sort of tone to his voice, he knows that there's more to it than just a little excess static. It's less important than his sister and Gon leaving, but it's a curiosity all the same.]