Allen wasn't sure he had the strength or hope for either of those, but he nodded slowly for Sanji's sake. His body language might say he agreed, but his eyes told a different story. He couldn't let what had happened to Komui happen to anyone else. And even if the people here were bad, terrible people... he wasn't sure he'd be able to actually kill them. It was just like with Rhode. He couldn't stand her, hated the things she did to people, but he couldn't bring himself to do something so terrible as to kill her either.

He knew Sanji had a point, that he shouldn't dwell on the past. But Komui's death was still such a fresh and vivid memory... it was difficult to forget. It might come, in time, though he had his doubts. It wasn't until he heard a noisy clatter across the room that he looked up again. Fights were beginning with the nurses and orderlies all over the room. It looked like some of the big bar brawls he'd seen while traveling with his master(though Cross was usually the one to incite them in the first place if only so he could skip out on his bill). "What's... going on?"