[... It's not an unfamiliar story to him, though Sanji holds his tongue through Baren's tale. You wanna know how ugly shit gets in the mafia? Bastard children run around like the offspring of unfaithful kings, all with their dreams of toppling an empire. He isn't surprised by the actions of Baren's mother.
He's just... disappointed it had to be Baren of all people.]
What, so you got dirt on that jackass? [That part isn't clear, so Sanji's question is honest -- though of course he doesn't stop talking. Of course he doesn't. Because it's not an answer he cares about one way or another.]
Listen, Baren -- however you might's jacked up your old man, that doesn't make your life a crime. [he removes his hand from Baren's, only to turn and poke him irritably in the chest.]
You're not a mistake. You're just a goddamn bleeding heart whose allergic to honesty and gets bored easily.
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He's just... disappointed it had to be Baren of all people.]
What, so you got dirt on that jackass? [That part isn't clear, so Sanji's question is honest -- though of course he doesn't stop talking. Of course he doesn't. Because it's not an answer he cares about one way or another.]
Listen, Baren -- however you might's jacked up your old man, that doesn't make your life a crime. [he removes his hand from Baren's, only to turn and poke him irritably in the chest.]
You're not a mistake. You're just a goddamn bleeding heart whose allergic to honesty and gets bored easily.