[Shit, that's right. Vash knows.

And maybe that would have bothered him once, but to Sanji, all that means today is that he has someone who understands the full range of his suffering]

Two fucking years in that hell, always on the run, kicking those shitty okama off me-- [HNNNNNNGH] Do you know how hard it is getting cigarettes when the damn manager of the store is trying to put you in a shitty corset?!