[Almost immediately, Sanji squeezes his eyes shut, as if to block out Vash's offer. It means... a lot to him, actually. Sometimes an unspoken bond of friendship is made all the stronger when voiced - but that's not the problem here.
This is not a talkable thing. He can not just share what happened without hating himself all the more. He's still working through the numb bitterness twisting his insides]
... Thanks, Vash. [When his next glass comes, he cradles it between both hands and stares at the liquid] I'll keep it in mind.
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This is not a talkable thing. He can not just share what happened without hating himself all the more. He's still working through the numb bitterness twisting his insides]
... Thanks, Vash. [When his next glass comes, he cradles it between both hands and stares at the liquid] I'll keep it in mind.