[Sanji hangs back for a moment to assess the damage with tired eyes, finally allowing contact to stay broken. He doesn't try to meet Kotetsu's gaze; just allows his stare to rest on the man's weary face.]
... No shit. [There's an acute sense of relief that comes with knowing he won't have to beat honesty out of Kotetsu again. The admission is that sorely welcome.] And stop apologizing. [He stands up straight; his knees crack and creak, eliciting a wince which settles into a sorrowed frown when he catches sight of the spilled tea.
No one to blame but himself, but he'll pay the price in guilt later.] You wanna eat or sleep first? [He offers the comforts of food once more, now that he's got him going on a streak of honesty. It's a truce, as it were - no more questions, no more prying.
Just let him take care of you for a while, idiot.]
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... No shit. [There's an acute sense of relief that comes with knowing he won't have to beat honesty out of Kotetsu again. The admission is that sorely welcome.] And stop apologizing. [He stands up straight; his knees crack and creak, eliciting a wince which settles into a sorrowed frown when he catches sight of the spilled tea.
No one to blame but himself, but he'll pay the price in guilt later.] You wanna eat or sleep first? [He offers the comforts of food once more, now that he's got him going on a streak of honesty. It's a truce, as it were - no more questions, no more prying.
Just let him take care of you for a while, idiot.]