Week 0 | Friday

[concasse]

[Word moves fast through a castle of only 36 35 inhabitants, and you can bet your ass that Sanji hears of Ion's ordeal at some point.

Kinda the opposite of what he meant by "go down swinging", kid.

Well, that just means Ion will get a visit from a really displeased chef at some point, wherever that might be. Sanji's not afraid to search up and down the halls until he gets the results he wants.]

Comments

[fragileprophet]

I wouldn't burden yourself with the responsibility.

[Survivor's guilt, would-haves could-haves and should-haves...it all comes back as regret.]

I have the unfortunate feeling that no matter how many people work as hard as they can to try and prevent these attacks from happening, the bloody narrative of war will ultimately get its way each week.

[concasse]

Pretty damn realistic coming from you.

[His lips quirk briefly, it's a dead (ha) sort of humor]

And sometimes the point is to try and stop it anyway, even if it's futile.

[Strong words, but they fall flat against his expression. He looks tired]

[fragileprophet]

Even I know how to be realistic where it counts. I wouldn't have been a very good leader, otherwise.

[He looks down at his lap and smiles sadly, but it's more of a grimace.]

But you're right. I'd prefer to know that we all did as much as we could...I'd just also hate to see anyone blame themselves, as well.

[concasse]

You're not responsible for anyone decisions here, even those with good intentions.

[And that includes himself, his tone seems to say. Whatever guilt Sanji carries, it's his own business]

Besides, I'd rather the lot of us feel guilty than uncaring.