Sanji knew damn well the reaction Yasusada would give him once he found out. In order for Sanji to survive, to keep his promises, to hold onto the goodwill of the camp so that he can win, the sword must fight alone and take the fall by himself. Anything more is an unnecessary gamble.
Sanji knew it.
And still his expression freezes up with pain, jaw clenched like he's suddenly seconds away from crumbling. He locks himself in place to keep from snapping out an order he can't take back, a plea for Yasusada to rethink this -- and shit, do they need to kill at all? Is it even worth it?
(And was he always this indecisive when it came to the hard decisions? What happened to the Editor who damned at least eight souls? Where did Dragon's champion go?)
He feels so old and young at the same time. A twenty-one year old war veteran without his crew, without Zelos... and maybe soon without Yasusada, too.]
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Sanji knew damn well the reaction Yasusada would give him once he found out. In order for Sanji to survive, to keep his promises, to hold onto the goodwill of the camp so that he can win, the sword must fight alone and take the fall by himself. Anything more is an unnecessary gamble.
Sanji knew it.
And still his expression freezes up with pain, jaw clenched like he's suddenly seconds away from crumbling. He locks himself in place to keep from snapping out an order he can't take back, a plea for Yasusada to rethink this -- and shit, do they need to kill at all? Is it even worth it?
(And was he always this indecisive when it came to the hard decisions? What happened to the Editor who damned at least eight souls? Where did Dragon's champion go?)
He feels so old and young at the same time. A twenty-one year old war veteran without his crew, without Zelos... and maybe soon without Yasusada, too.]