It's a memory. The Malnosso did something to me. [The scene ends now and they're back in his room, though Sanji can't take much joy in it. He dons a carefully neutral tone, hunched over and his eyes focused unblinkingly at a patch of floor.] Don't worry, Nami-san. [It takes him a second to realize where he's going with his consoling words. His smile turns dry]
LOLOL accurate.
Shitty bastard didn't kick me that hard.