[Sanji... doesn't answer. Can't even open his mouth. His bottom lip trembles and abruptly he turns away from Jae-Ha, angrily brushing at his robes like he means to tear them off.
Whatever, they're gonna be stained anyway. Father might not beat him for this, but the boy knows he'll look disappointed that Sanji couldn't even fight back -- not one single punch. An embarrassment. His friend had to see it, too.
He's probably aggravating his mild wound, but he doesn't care, and keeps beating the cloth with growing fury, ignoring that tears have long since gathered at the corners of his eyes.]
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Whatever, they're gonna be stained anyway. Father might not beat him for this, but the boy knows he'll look disappointed that Sanji couldn't even fight back -- not one single punch. An embarrassment. His friend had to see it, too.
He's probably aggravating his mild wound, but he doesn't care, and keeps beating the cloth with growing fury, ignoring that tears have long since gathered at the corners of his eyes.]