[Rosinante looks away for a moment, out at the waters, as if he'll find some grand answer in the distance there. But there's nothing. Nothing but himself, his counterpart, and any of the people in the distance who are even less help right now than the oceans are. And none of them can give him words of wisdom for this, or help him breach the distance between himself and the man who changed his life.
"He's disgusted with me. I don't blame him. I abandoned my mission, left the Marines, and our last real conversation was cruel on both sides. I accused him of atrocities, he called me out on my sins. And when he came to my wedding? We spoke once, and we were still angry at each other. And that was the last time I saw him in person. "
He wants to give in, he wants to have Sengoku back in his life. But at this point, he's so messed up, so caught up in his insanity that he knows that at his best Sengoku wouldn't even know him any more. Doflamingo's death was the start of a dangerous spiral, and it's only gotten worse since then.]
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"He's disgusted with me. I don't blame him. I abandoned my mission, left the Marines, and our last real conversation was cruel on both sides. I accused him of atrocities, he called me out on my sins. And when he came to my wedding? We spoke once, and we were still angry at each other. And that was the last time I saw him in person. "
He wants to give in, he wants to have Sengoku back in his life. But at this point, he's so messed up, so caught up in his insanity that he knows that at his best Sengoku wouldn't even know him any more. Doflamingo's death was the start of a dangerous spiral, and it's only gotten worse since then.]