[ It takes a few minutes -- two or three -- but eventually her tears slow, the jerking in her shoulders stopping. Finally, slowly, she pulls back, rubbing at her eyes and smiling ruefully. her apology - a quiet "sorry" - comes out as a whisper, but after her voice gains strength. ]
Thank you, Sanji. I'm not sure what I'd do without you here.
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Thank you, Sanji. I'm not sure what I'd do without you here.