["Hopefully"... Sanji can barely process what that word means anymore, so used to carrying the baggage of ill-fortune and bearing the pain that comes with the weight. Again, he wonders if he was always like that, or if Luceti just taught him how. Either option would probably hurt more than help]
Aah... hopefully. [He echoes the word all the same before glancing up at her uncertainly, unsure if he should shut up already or continue]
Neh, Robin-chan... Will you be staying now...? [He's careful to avoid all reproach in his voice - because there's none to be found in the first place, and he wouldn't blame the woman if she felt uncomfortable in their house still. That's the reason she left, right?
But some of the gloom has cleared. Sanji can better see how far the crew's shattered. Awkward or not, it'd be nice if... more of them stayed around for breakfast]
[Action]
Aah... hopefully. [He echoes the word all the same before glancing up at her uncertainly, unsure if he should shut up already or continue]
Neh, Robin-chan... Will you be staying now...? [He's careful to avoid all reproach in his voice - because there's none to be found in the first place, and he wouldn't blame the woman if she felt uncomfortable in their house still. That's the reason she left, right?
But some of the gloom has cleared. Sanji can better see how far the crew's shattered. Awkward or not, it'd be nice if... more of them stayed around for breakfast]