[ Something flickers across his face then, subtle, but noticeable. A small twitch in his brow. Sanji can be frustrating to be around. But other times, he randomly says something that sounds so sweet and lonely and sad, and it makes something ache in him, quietly. He hesitates, knowing he needs to handle what he says delicately — with the simplicity with which Sanji answered, he thinks he doesn't even realize what a fragile thing he'd just put in Josuke's hands.

He can see the root of the confusion that Sanji's having. He'd probably act like this towards anyone who picked him at the ceremony... well, at least the girls, openly. He might feel this way on the inside towards anyone, though. ]

Did you ever think about what she might do for you, though?

[ He's very gentle when he asks, putting very little force behind the question. It's possible it never even occurred to him. ]

Relationships... aren't a one way street. It's good to want to work hard to make someone happy, but... [ He trails off, fidgeting with the plastic in front of him. ] The other person should want to work hard to make you happy too, and be there for you, and everything else. You know? It isn't the same as cooking a meal for someone.