[He doesn't know what any of this means, but he's worried. He follows her because he doesn't know what else to do just yet, lingering a little behind her. He can't reach out and grab her hand, since he doesn't trust her like he trusts Sanji. He feels like she wouldn't like it, anyway. So he grips at his own sleeves.]
You'll really come back, right? And tell me what's going on?
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You'll really come back, right? And tell me what's going on?