[ Mark recoils at that sudden kick, less out of pain (he's had worse), more out of surprise — that Sanji would do that to begin with; that it still actually did hurt, physically and emotionally.
Not only does he let go, but he recoils at his words, too. For a second Mark just stares, disbelieving. And then he scrunches his face in frustration all over again. ]
You'd hurt yourself just to try to get back at me for trying to help you? [ He runs a hand through his hair, agitated. ] Do you seriously have a death wish?
[ How he means it: How far are you willing to go, Sanji? If he inadvertently threatened his friend(?), well... that's something Mark himself hasn't picked up on, because he doesn't think Sanji is capable of driving him to the point where he'd feel the need to put a permanent end to his shit, as frustrating as this entire experience has been, continues to be. ]
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Not only does he let go, but he recoils at his words, too. For a second Mark just stares, disbelieving. And then he scrunches his face in frustration all over again. ]
You'd hurt yourself just to try to get back at me for trying to help you? [ He runs a hand through his hair, agitated. ] Do you seriously have a death wish?
[ How he means it: How far are you willing to go, Sanji? If he inadvertently threatened his friend(?), well... that's something Mark himself hasn't picked up on, because he doesn't think Sanji is capable of driving him to the point where he'd feel the need to put a permanent end to his shit, as frustrating as this entire experience has been, continues to be. ]