Without being able to communicate in so many words, Sanji had to rely on gestures. He stood down for a moment, his shoulders relaxing subtly, though some part of him was still on alert for any attacks from behind just in case. He ignored the familiars entirely and shifted his focus solely to Nill, his eyes hard but his expression one of worry and question moreso than judgment. He reached a hand toward her face, though he refrained from completely touching her without her permission.

"What happened to you?" he asked in a low tone. "I wish you could tell me...I would do what I could to fix it. I always do what I can to save you." He remembered Venezuela. Damn, why does this shit always have to happen to her? She doesn't deserve to be tortured like this!