Tomorrow? [Having already forgotten twisting Kotetsu into his part-time employee, Sanji's curiosity makes him turn. The blank expression needs a while to melt.
Then he just looks... sad. Worn thin. Ashamed.
And very sorry you of all people got to see this.]
... Yeah. [Unlike other moments, the rawness doesn't vanish in an instant. It's still there when Sanji turns back for his house, and it will be there waiting for him every day, no matter how cleanly he hides it from here on out. He rests his hand on the cold knob before turning it open, one word muddled under his breath]
[Action]
Then he just looks... sad. Worn thin. Ashamed.
And very sorry you of all people got to see this.]
... Yeah. [Unlike other moments, the rawness doesn't vanish in an instant. It's still there when Sanji turns back for his house, and it will be there waiting for him every day, no matter how cleanly he hides it from here on out. He rests his hand on the cold knob before turning it open, one word muddled under his breath]
Tomorrow.