He knew Sanji was only trying to help. He knew that... if things hadn't turned out the way they had, he might have accepted it. But it wasn't just that he couldn't protect Komui. "You don't understand!" he shouted, pushing Sanji away and pushing himself from the table in one movement.

His hands came down hard on the table, rattling the dishes, but he didn't care. "It wasn't... that I just couldn't protect him," he said firmly, his eyes grown cold. "I killed him."