The situation was certainly getting interesting. It was still strange but Killua found himself entertained. His deep, interior worries about his own predicaments didn't waver. He didn't feel right standing among these people, all of whom he did not know, while his friends where int he midst of a daring battle. Yet, Killua wasn't one to dwell so long on these worries. Knowing that Gon was a strong willed boy, Killua temporarily convinced himself that he and everyone else would survive while he was...wherever he was. His current location needed to be identified soon. Attracted by the burning city that loomed in the distance, Killua's curiosity to find out where he was almost caused him to jump the gun by leaving the group to go exploring. That was an idea that would soon prove to be premature and unwise. Remaining in observation mode, Killua's attention drifted away from the bantering of the girl and the skeleton man - an individual who Killua had so far likened to the equally creepy Hisoka - to another object of interest. He watched as a woman lifted the scroll up off the ground and listened carefully as she read it. He had noticed the raven drop the scroll before but did not feel the need to address it. These people were strange and there was no telling how any of them would react to sudden movements. One man had already nearly dismantled the talking skeleton with his sword. Tensions were a muck.

Killua quietly absorbed the information provided to him as the young woman read from the scroll. At first, he didn't make a big deal out of it. It was common knowledge to them all that they were no longer in their respective areas of familiarity. What shocked Killua, what caused his icy blue eyes to briefly widen and his ears to perk, as the frequent mentioning of "souls" in the scroll's text. Killua did not notice any aspects out of the ordinary about his own body. While he may have been a bit dazzled upon his awakening, he certainly felt fine now. He convinced himself that his condition was fine and ignored the inclusion of the world "limbo" as it was read by the young woman. He wasn't dead. There was no way he would leave his friends behind during such peril. Either way, he seemed as if he had no choice but to collaborate with these individuals if they were going to survive. The scroll had already pointed them in the right direction. It would at least be worth it to investigate. The boy stepped forward. After placing his hands in his pockets, he decided to share his concerns with the current circumstances of the motley assembly. There were a few things about the scroll that bothered him. He thought it best to make it known before they all resorted to trudging off into potential oblivion.

"That place would be good to check out," Killua nonchalantly acknowledged while approaching the young woman who had read the scroll, "but I'm not too eager to go just because some scroll says so."

It was true that the scroll was the only lead they had in this mysterious land, Elyae. But, despite its obvious value to the group, Killua still found it logical to be skeptical. Just who had written the scroll and sent the raven to drop it off to them? He figured that person couldn't be too far away. Besides, he wanted to relax a little bit longer. A few minutes wasn't long enough to let everything soak in. Also, there was the matter of these "Empty Ones" which were mentioned as threats by the scroll. Killua didn't feel exactly up to full strength and he wasn't sure that everyone else was either. Well, except for those who were already interacting. There were bodies littered around and a burning city beyond. Contrasting with is initial impulsion to explore, better judgment guided Killua to the conclusion that formulating a set plan before mobilizing would be more beneficial. Proper introductions were also still in order.