[But no worries, he's simmering down again, flattening those ruffled feathers, looking uncertain as he considers how to answer her. He drums his fingers against the counter. Thanks to his prying, Sanji knows he won't be satisfied until he gives Robin something of equal value in return.
He should thank her, really; their conversation months ago still weighs in his heart as a reminder to try harder with this sort of thing, no matter the level of discomfort. It isn't fair to cut his nakama off from his thoughts and feelings.
The question is, what should he say?]
You could say that... [Abruptly, he ceases his finger drumming. The coffee's finished]
I just wondered how it was for other people here... caring about someone like that. [Knowing how brief their happiness might be; having experienced that joy and hurt for himself more than once in this place; wondering if he should try and save someone else's heart this time.]
[January 11th, Action]
He should thank her, really; their conversation months ago still weighs in his heart as a reminder to try harder with this sort of thing, no matter the level of discomfort. It isn't fair to cut his nakama off from his thoughts and feelings.
The question is, what should he say?]
You could say that... [Abruptly, he ceases his finger drumming. The coffee's finished]
I just wondered how it was for other people here... caring about someone like that. [Knowing how brief their happiness might be; having experienced that joy and hurt for himself more than once in this place; wondering if he should try and save someone else's heart this time.]