[Ion squeezes him as tightly as his small body allows, holding tight to Sanji's waist.]
You don't have to say anything.
[He doesn't. In part because Sanji's body language and demeanor has been betraying much more than anything he could say ever could. Ion doesn't have all the clues or the context, but he doesn't need those things. He just knows that Sanji is suffering--and Ion, who hasn't hurt anyone, who has also been suffering quietly--well, how can he turn a blind eye to someone who looks so much worse off? Whatever Sanji's had to do, has to do...
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You don't have to say anything.
[He doesn't. In part because Sanji's body language and demeanor has been betraying much more than anything he could say ever could. Ion doesn't have all the clues or the context, but he doesn't need those things. He just knows that Sanji is suffering--and Ion, who hasn't hurt anyone, who has also been suffering quietly--well, how can he turn a blind eye to someone who looks so much worse off? Whatever Sanji's had to do, has to do...
It must be terrible.]