[ Did you not correct Sakura because it didn't matter to you, Oda? Or-- For not the first time, he feels a moment of disappointment settle on his shoulders. In some ways, I had hoped that you would come to show yourself as a defect. But no, you merely refuse to hold onto anything. He breathes in, closing his eyes, and lets the disappointment pass. ]

Indeed, he seems like the sort of person that would correct it if it bothered him. [ The disappointment slips away as he smiles a little wider. ] When I first met him, I worried that he was someone alone. But that was my mistake. [ He feels his gaze darkening and blinks a few times to ward off the intense feeling. ]

He has to check in on you? Oh, he mentioned that he's a writer to me. It was on one of those network talks we had. You're making sure that he's sleeping well, hm? I know those writers... up until three a.m. working on their manuscripts, is that not right?