The idea of "honor" was more for Yasusada, to be honest. I would've killed regardless of the finer details, but he wanted me on the side of the living, so ... he got the call the shots. [...] He got to decide who he fought. I couldn't be involved.
But fine. If you wanna call it what it was -- [murder, plain and simple] -- you got it.
[Sanji himself would have played dirty, stabbed Yin Yu in the back, done whatever was necessary to take him down, because there isn't really honor among pirates and all. Not when the game has so much at stake. So Yin Yu's frustration is noted with a tilt of the man's head before he just nods without much commentary.
(Does he feel it in his soul to be guilty, Sanji wonders at himself... Does Yin Yu's frustration actually reach him? He's done nothing but hit the ground running since he started this bullshit, moving people on the chess board like pawns, and even being faced with the man whom he condemned to death for the sake of the whole... Well. There's not a note of emotion in his chest, though maybe that's just the numbness settling into place.
... The castle really did change him for the worst.)
A cluck of his tongue. The chef drums his fingers along the table.]
You call it cowardly. I call it not opening my shitty mouth in public when I wasn't sure what I could or couldn't say. [The only part of that reply that Sanji seems to have issue with, judged by how his visible eye narrows. But it's not such a sticking point that he decides to dwell on it. Yin Yu is allowed his feelings on the matter, even if Sanji disagrees.]
You're not wrong, though. [A hand goes up to cup at his chin while the man sighs and leans his weight into his upturned knee] I miscalculated -- nah. I just fucked up. Didn't think that someone would actually take me on and actually survive. And then that lie ran away with Yasusada when he was left by himself...
[So it's no surprise that from what Sanji's heard, most of the living assumed it was a revenge kill and judged him accordingly. After all, it got his friend killed for nothing; an ugly truth he'll have to hang around his neck like a noose forever. The fatigue hits him like a slow-building curse, and Sanji sighs it out, feeling much older than twenty-one]
Anyway, I've got no issues working together. Kinda ruins my shitty plans if we all stay dead. [Still sounding vaguely surprised Yin Yu didn't throw the peace offering back in his face after a lengthy explanation of "surprise, we ran the numbers and you were the unlucky winner".]
... You're pretty damn reasonable for someone who should want to kick my ass.
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But fine. If you wanna call it what it was -- [murder, plain and simple] -- you got it.
[Sanji himself would have played dirty, stabbed Yin Yu in the back, done whatever was necessary to take him down, because there isn't really honor among pirates and all. Not when the game has so much at stake. So Yin Yu's frustration is noted with a tilt of the man's head before he just nods without much commentary.
(Does he feel it in his soul to be guilty, Sanji wonders at himself... Does Yin Yu's frustration actually reach him? He's done nothing but hit the ground running since he started this bullshit, moving people on the chess board like pawns, and even being faced with the man whom he condemned to death for the sake of the whole... Well. There's not a note of emotion in his chest, though maybe that's just the numbness settling into place.
... The castle really did change him for the worst.)
A cluck of his tongue. The chef drums his fingers along the table.]
You call it cowardly. I call it not opening my shitty mouth in public when I wasn't sure what I could or couldn't say. [The only part of that reply that Sanji seems to have issue with, judged by how his visible eye narrows. But it's not such a sticking point that he decides to dwell on it. Yin Yu is allowed his feelings on the matter, even if Sanji disagrees.]
You're not wrong, though. [A hand goes up to cup at his chin while the man sighs and leans his weight into his upturned knee] I miscalculated -- nah. I just fucked up. Didn't think that someone would actually take me on and actually survive. And then that lie ran away with Yasusada when he was left by himself...
[So it's no surprise that from what Sanji's heard, most of the living assumed it was a revenge kill and judged him accordingly. After all, it got his friend killed for nothing; an ugly truth he'll have to hang around his neck like a noose forever. The fatigue hits him like a slow-building curse, and Sanji sighs it out, feeling much older than twenty-one]
Anyway, I've got no issues working together. Kinda ruins my shitty plans if we all stay dead. [Still sounding vaguely surprised Yin Yu didn't throw the peace offering back in his face after a lengthy explanation of "surprise, we ran the numbers and you were the unlucky winner".]
... You're pretty damn reasonable for someone who should want to kick my ass.