[ it's ... really comforting, somehow, to just be held and taken care of. she's never had parents, or really anyone who could do that for her. the feeling of safety is pretty alien, but she needs it so badly. she does, finally, start to relax in his grip, the tears slowing to occasional hiccups. ]

Sanji... you've always been nice enough not to ask when I'd slip up, but ... [ a weak laugh ] I think I need to explain this. Why I'm here...