[Ogata folds his arms across his chest. Gingerly. he has injuries on his chest as well as his stomach.]
I don't know what you expect me to say. [Because he's certainly not going to say "You're right, Sanji, I was being irrational and will stop now." Sanji probably knows this deep down.]
Say? I don't expect anything on that shitty front.
But I do expect you to not waste time on a grudge that's gonna go nowhere.
[Sure, they're Ogata's letters, he can do what he wants, but Sanji has a game to keep into consideration. For better or worse, he's positioned himself at the other's babysitter (within tolerance)]
What are you looking for, anyway? Beau-chan to freak out? Anaido to feel remorse? Or to just hate you like you think everyone's gonna.
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I don't know what you expect me to say.
[Because he's certainly not going to say "You're right, Sanji, I was being irrational and will stop now." Sanji probably knows this deep down.]
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But I do expect you to not waste time on a grudge that's gonna go nowhere.
[Sure, they're Ogata's letters, he can do what he wants, but Sanji has a game to keep into consideration. For better or worse, he's positioned himself at the other's babysitter (within tolerance)]
What are you looking for, anyway? Beau-chan to freak out? Anaido to feel remorse? Or to just hate you like you think everyone's gonna.
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[Because he is. Just all the time, constantly.
He sighs and lets his head fall to rest on his knees.]
If they'd just hated me in the first place like everyone else none of this would be a problem.