[One day soon Sabo will learn that Sanji is always at two extremes. He's either blissfully happy, or he's pissed off and scowling. That's just how he works. Even his "neutral" expression is pretty damn threatening, though he blames that entirely on working with Patty and Carne for too many goddamn years.
But this scowl... this scowl is a product of stress. Of the unbelievable build up of the shit he'd gone through at home, of the way he's been trying to work himself back down since he'd come back to Oska. The way he's been dancing around needlessly worrying his crew with things they honestly couldn't help. The wedding, his family, all of that is just something he's going to have to deal with alone.]
Like I said, he didn't know what he was talking about. [If Sabo had spoken to the same kid just a few months later, things would have been... different. Sanji would have been exhausted, beaten down. He would have known his father didn't care about him, that his brothers only didn't beat him to death when they visited because it was too fun to watch him cry. He would have met a child locked in an iron mask, because his father couldn't bear to even look at the failure of his own flesh and blood.]
So you were with the bandits? [This is a better topic. A more neutral one, for now. He still needs to make sure Sabo won't tell Luffy and Nami anything they don't need to know, but for now... this is fine.] Leave it to Luffy to forget to mention how many brothers he had then.
[NOT THAT YOU'RE ONE TO TALK, YOU SECRET QUADRUPLET JFC]
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But this scowl... this scowl is a product of stress. Of the unbelievable build up of the shit he'd gone through at home, of the way he's been trying to work himself back down since he'd come back to Oska. The way he's been dancing around needlessly worrying his crew with things they honestly couldn't help. The wedding, his family, all of that is just something he's going to have to deal with alone.]
Like I said, he didn't know what he was talking about. [If Sabo had spoken to the same kid just a few months later, things would have been... different. Sanji would have been exhausted, beaten down. He would have known his father didn't care about him, that his brothers only didn't beat him to death when they visited because it was too fun to watch him cry. He would have met a child locked in an iron mask, because his father couldn't bear to even look at the failure of his own flesh and blood.]
So you were with the bandits? [This is a better topic. A more neutral one, for now. He still needs to make sure Sabo won't tell Luffy and Nami anything they don't need to know, but for now... this is fine.] Leave it to Luffy to forget to mention how many brothers he had then.
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NOT THAT YOU'RE ONE TO TALK, YOU SECRET QUADRUPLET JFC]