At implying that he may not be knowledgeable enough to file nails, Killua's body stiffens and he waves the nail file more aggressively. "What-- don't be stupid! Of course I can do it!"
Was he seriously thinking it was an issue of skill or practice?! Grumbling grumpily under his breath, he ducks to pull off Gon's boots in two quick movements, raising himself and gently shoving him back into the chair with a free palm to his chest.
"I'll make even your nails look presentable. But you're not going to be showing your feet anywhere, anyway..." Why was he doing this again? Pride, probably. But fine, that's a good enough reason as any! He kicks back the chair in a reclined position so he can pull up a stool for himself and clean off Gon's feet first. (Ugh.) He spins the nail file before tucking it aside, and then grabs a cloth that he damps lightly before scrubbing at those toes with fierce determination that shows on his face. (And maybe he's being extra rough.)
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Was he seriously thinking it was an issue of skill or practice?! Grumbling grumpily under his breath, he ducks to pull off Gon's boots in two quick movements, raising himself and gently shoving him back into the chair with a free palm to his chest.
"I'll make even your nails look presentable. But you're not going to be showing your feet anywhere, anyway..." Why was he doing this again? Pride, probably. But fine, that's a good enough reason as any! He kicks back the chair in a reclined position so he can pull up a stool for himself and clean off Gon's feet first. (Ugh.) He spins the nail file before tucking it aside, and then grabs a cloth that he damps lightly before scrubbing at those toes with fierce determination that shows on his face. (And maybe he's being extra rough.)