[And now it's his turn to shake, tremors running through him in a way they hadn't since that day: the day Ace died, and Sabo came back-]
...I-I'm sorry. [He says, voice already cracking, breaking through the sobs trapped in his own throat. His vision starts to swim, a combination of sudden fatigue and tears building up behind his eyes. He repeats, voice still trembling, hands coming up to cover his face, as his knees give out.] I'm so... s-sorry.