[Kotetsu's never been good at just plain bottling emotions. Good at hiding problems. But when it comes down to it, for the determination and selfless qualities, there's a thin-skinnedness he can't deny. So he sits and recollects himself, and when he takes the cup his fingers are shaking.]
Aa.
[He doesn't really eat, not yet. He'll think about trying to, to appease the work Sanji did. But for right now, he just stares hollowly at the cup and fails to stop himself from rewinding through bits and pieces of his dreams. If anyone pauses by the door to see what the commotion was, they leave quickly enough. He doesn't even notice them.]
I didn't hit you, did I?
[He just. Needs to make sure. Hell, he's not even sure if he was glowing blue--he was in his dream. God, he hoped he wasn't that dangerous under the watch of friends. The last thing he wanted was smashing someone's ribs with his fist.]
[Action]
Aa.
[He doesn't really eat, not yet. He'll think about trying to, to appease the work Sanji did. But for right now, he just stares hollowly at the cup and fails to stop himself from rewinding through bits and pieces of his dreams. If anyone pauses by the door to see what the commotion was, they leave quickly enough. He doesn't even notice them.]
I didn't hit you, did I?
[He just. Needs to make sure. Hell, he's not even sure if he was glowing blue--he was in his dream. God, he hoped he wasn't that dangerous under the watch of friends. The last thing he wanted was smashing someone's ribs with his fist.]