There was a word for what Gon was. Killua glanced over at his friend through his eyelashes. If he weren't a highly trained assassin, his lips would be pursed to show how deep in thought he was.
"Hey Killua! Let's go to that restaurant again while we're in town. I liked sharing their pasta with you!"
And there it was. That charm that weaseled its way into everyone's heart. Gon was just... naturally inclined to make people want to be near him.
But what was that word...
Gon tilted his head at the paler boy, eyes wide.
Ah, yeah. "Winsome".
