[The pain in her voice gives Sanji pause. He's heard a myriad of tones from her by now, but this one stands out for how wounded it is. The camel's back is broken, and his heart twists at the sound, then again at her self-loathing words.]

We don't know that. [He softens his tone, all but pleading with her to let him stay, if only so that her heart doesn't have to bleed alone.] The wish could be real. Even if it isn't, yours still is. There's nothing pathetic about a wish from the heart.