[He'd been halfway through the motion of settling down a respectable distance to the side - enough to give Kotetsu the illusion of space, but still within arm's reach - but now Sanji is frozen mid-crouch, the silence near deafening after that bomb the other just tossed into the air.
That jacket works both ways; Kotetsu is spared the momentary horror in Sanji's expression, the one he's too shocked to hide. He's been in Luceti a long time and--
... So that's what Kotetsu's left with. Two Heroes dead. One gone. The weight of failure his own companion.
Eventually he sits down, a bit closer than originally planned, with his arms settled on the tops of his knees. The fingers of his right hand twitch and twist, longing for a joint to roll anxiously roll around]
... I'm sorry. [Of course he's sorry; everyone's sorry. But he can think of nothing else to say, nothing that will make Kotetsu feel better - because there is nothing. So Sanji says what eases some of the silence]
[Action/Forest]
That jacket works both ways; Kotetsu is spared the momentary horror in Sanji's expression, the one he's too shocked to hide. He's been in Luceti a long time and--
... So that's what Kotetsu's left with. Two Heroes dead. One gone. The weight of failure his own companion.
Eventually he sits down, a bit closer than originally planned, with his arms settled on the tops of his knees. The fingers of his right hand twitch and twist, longing for a joint to roll anxiously roll around]
... I'm sorry. [Of course he's sorry; everyone's sorry. But he can think of nothing else to say, nothing that will make Kotetsu feel better - because there is nothing. So Sanji says what eases some of the silence]