[A shrug at first, coupled with a childish pout aimed at the creek, Sanji watching the water slip over the rocks like clear silk. The other boy doesn't seem to like him all that much, and no matter how the rejection hurts, no matter that Sanji wants to call it rude, the young lord can't blame Jae-Ha. He probably looks like a bully to the other.
Sanji doesn't have the experience required to hide his disappointment, however. No sooner has he finished shrugging that he looks to Jae-Ha and quickly, earnestly shakes his head. No, he doesn't want Jae-Ha to leave yet.
With Mother gone... there's no one else for Sanji to talk to like this.]
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Sanji doesn't have the experience required to hide his disappointment, however. No sooner has he finished shrugging that he looks to Jae-Ha and quickly, earnestly shakes his head. No, he doesn't want Jae-Ha to leave yet.
With Mother gone... there's no one else for Sanji to talk to like this.]
Does it hurt? [The curse, he means.]