[Using windows, Jae-Ha gets to Sanji's room first. He's there to lock the door after Sanji enters, watching quietly as the younger boy moves straight beside the bed. He'd heard the conversation enough. What was he expecting of a bunch of children? If Jae-Ha was a monster for being strong, why was Sanji rejected for not being strong enough? It didn't make any sense.
But still, he doesn't know what to say to help. He doesn't know if he helps at all, or if he's just making it worse. Was he distracting Sanji? No, no, he deserved to have fun. He needed a childhood. This was his freedom.
Quietly, he moves over to sit beside Sanji, back against the bed and his own legs pulled closer to his chest.]
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But still, he doesn't know what to say to help. He doesn't know if he helps at all, or if he's just making it worse. Was he distracting Sanji? No, no, he deserved to have fun. He needed a childhood. This was his freedom.
Quietly, he moves over to sit beside Sanji, back against the bed and his own legs pulled closer to his chest.]