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[Action, January 11th]
So, what will you do, Richard? [It's such a blunt, almost heartless statement to make, but the look of horror doesn't reveal the full span of Richard's thinking, even if Sanji's aware of how much harder this situation will be on the king than himself.]
[Action, January 11th]
But this is different. This isn't his country; it's being forced to choose sides between two of the most important people in the world to him. He knows what his answer will be, whose side he will take. But that doesn't make it any less painful to him.
He just droops, sliding forward until his head is buried in his arms on the tabletop, his thoughts a litany of Why? Why? Why?]
[Action, January 11th]
Otherwise... [He lets his trail-off speak for itself. Sanji doesn't just defend; he lashes back if he finds it justified. Naoki can keep his grudge as long as he wants, and to be frank, he probably deserves to feel what he does.
Things just happen to be far different than the Demi Fiend could've imagined. Time passes. People can change.]
[Action, January 11th]
[It's plaintive; more of a wish than anything else. This may not be his Naoki, but it's still Naoki, and the last thing Richard wants to do is hurt him. He doesn't want to be in this situation at all. Conflict is something he's always hated, and when it's between people he loves... it just hurts that much more.]
[Action, January 11th]
[Action, January 11th]
He didn't regret it then, nor does he regret it now. He'd do it again in a second if it were necessary.
As much as he's trying to remain controlled on the outside, the slight shaking of his shoulders is a dead giveaway that he's anything but on the inside.]
He attacked Isamu once before, when the Malnosso caused us to hallucinate. I was there to intercept it that time, but...
[Unconsciously he raises a hand up to the shoulder that had been injured. Even though any traces of the injury disappeared due to his return home, he still swears he can feel it throb at the memory.]
[Action, January 11th]
I'll keep anything from happening in Seventh Heaven. [He volunteers, not so much for Richard's sake as it just being something he'd do regardless.]
Your house mates should know what's going on, too. [After a second, he steers himself back over to the stool next to Richard, flopping back and extending his body out until he's slouched in his seat, head tilted back and staring at the ceiling]
He's gonna need you, Richard.
[Action, January 11th]
[It may seem like a strange revelation, especially one to be revealing now of all times, yet at the same time he somehow feels that it's important to say. It's likely Sanji has already guessed this. But he needs to make very clear just WHY this position is so awkward for him now-- he is, quite literally, torn between two people he loves. And not just loves, but in Isamu's case, would do anything to protect.
He doesn't know how else to make this as clear as it needs to be without the outright confession.]
[Action, January 11th] 1/2
[Action, January 11th]
[He knows you know that he knows. And his tone of voice says that doesn't at all change the basis of his argument here - that running off to lick your wounds when Isamu could be in very real danger is not the wisest course of action, no matter how much it hurts. You work with the hand life gives you, even if it's a losing one.]
That's why I know if anything happens to him, you'll never forgive yourself. [And despite the tough exterior that makes up Sanji's personality, he doesn't deal in the lives of his friends unsympathetically. It's all or nothing for him, too.
Don't make him watch you destroy yourself, Richard.]
[Action, January 11th]
I won't let anyone hurt him, not even Naoki. I'll fight Naoki myself if I have to.
[There's conviction in his voice, because he does mean what he says, at least that part of it. He may not want to fight, but he'll do it if it means keeping Isamu safe. He'll just have to deal with the emotional aftermath later-- which means "not at all," knowing him.]
[Action, January 11th]
He doesn't think Richard's in a position to appreciate that truth, and Sanji wouldn't blame him for that, either. So he skips the thought completely.]
Like I said... [Sanji returns to staring at the ceiling, voice a mask of calm] Just make sure you talk to him about it. Eventually.
... And let me know if you ever need any help.
[Action, January 11th]
[But that doesn't make it any easier, not really, because in the end, it's still something he's going to have to face. And for all that he says he can and will, he's not sure whether he's really that strong when it comes down to it.
He just takes a shuddering breath, trying to force his emotions back down into some semblance of control before they betray him.]
[Action, January 11th]
He settles reaching over and giving Richard's shoulder a quick squeeze of support, then]
You'll make it through this.
[Action, January 11th]
[When it comes down to it, that's all he's ever really wanted, as selfish as he feels it is.
The shoulder squeeze from Sanji just prompts a sound halfway between a laugh and a sob, though he's still fighting to keep a rein on his emotions. This should be funny, shouldn't it? It's all some kind of giant cosmic joke on him, right?
Then why can't he laugh at it?]