Deal with it, okay? [ heine drops a bundle of clothes on the edge of the sink, scrubbing his hair back with one hand. ]

Look. [ he sighs. though he'd like killua to be cooperative, he doesn't necessarily want him to be thankful. that'd be too weird. ] Just sleep in my room. I don't need to be somewhere tomorrow, and you need to sleep 'cause you're sick.

[ after that pause, he starts stripping down, pulling his shirt up and over his head. he's badly scarred down his back and around his neck, and in various other areas, but he doesn't care about them being seen anymore. he's tired after leaving nill's place early and having to deal with this shit. ]