week 6 | saturday, post-trial

[concasse]

[Hello, Cardia. There's going to be a knock on your door when (hopefully) Rebecca is not present, followed by a quiet voice:]

Cardia-chan? Can I talk for a moment?

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we know how he really feels

[discardia]

... I can try. I won't know if they'll accept it, though. Is that all right?

[concasse]

You mean the Crafters?

[...]

Aa, try anyway. The worst they'll tell you is it isn't possible.

[discardia]

All right.

[ a pause, and then-- ]

I'm sorry, Sanji.

[ This hasn't been a kind week. ]

[concasse]

... It's alright.

[He thought he wouldn't have it in him to smile, and yet... maybe he's just that desperate to cheer up a sad girl when he sees one.]

We'll make it through, somehow.

[discardia]

We will. I... we can't give up now. There are so many people counting on us now.

[concasse]

Yeah.

Just a little more...

[Just a little more, and then...]

Stay alive, okay, Cardia-chan?

[discardia]

... I'll do my best. You too, Sanji.

[concasse]

[... Y'know what.

He'll give her a hug, quick but meaningful, before he takes his leave]