[Killua looks fairly tired but there are no visible signs of injury save a bruise on his wrist. He's alert, a little anxious, but he seems determined to say whatever he has to say in what little time he has. It's vitally important information, after all.]
Hey, you! All of you guys!
MY BIRTHDAY'S TOMORROW, GOT IT?
[He hastily ducks out of view as
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