[ It's a bit of a shock to be watching a bunch of men with colorful hair throw insults at their... brother. Their family. And kick him around, for that matter, but before Cardia can say anything, the memory fades from around them and she finds herself staring at the real Sanji.
With a whole lot of sympathy brimming in her eyes, although she's honestly not sure what to say at first. The frustration - and reliving it - must be even more painful for him. ]
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With a whole lot of sympathy brimming in her eyes, although she's honestly not sure what to say at first. The frustration - and reliving it - must be even more painful for him. ]