[She smiles, fingers pressed and laced in front of her kimono, patient as she was. The woman who always waited... managing a tiny look of contentment, no matter how sad it was. She understands what you're trying to say, Sanji, but that ache is nothing now. It became nothing the moment a girl--your daughter--came in and wrapped her arms around her in anguish.
This pain is nothing, compared to hers, to yours, to everyone's. And there's a strange feeling of usefulness, of meaning, in helping delivering her own sympathetic hand to people.
The same way you did to her, as well as countless others.]
You never have to apologize to me for things out of your power, Sanji-san.
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[She smiles, fingers pressed and laced in front of her kimono, patient as she was. The woman who always waited... managing a tiny look of contentment, no matter how sad it was. She understands what you're trying to say, Sanji, but that ache is nothing now. It became nothing the moment a girl--your daughter--came in and wrapped her arms around her in anguish.
This pain is nothing, compared to hers, to yours, to everyone's. And there's a strange feeling of usefulness, of meaning, in helping delivering her own sympathetic hand to people.
The same way you did to her, as well as countless others.]
You never have to apologize to me for things out of your power, Sanji-san.