Is it really a bad thing to be moved by something like a small creature living despite the odds being stacked against it?

[ He’s absently rubbing a soothing circle against Sanji’s wrist through the fabric of his clothes now — so focused on not making skin contact and causing Sanji to shift away that he fails to catch the odd wheezing sounds behind them. In the background, the large lizard seems to be laughing. Wheezey and more like a body motion than an audible laugh, but there’s liquid pooling in his eyes and he seems to be having a great time watching all this.

At their expense. ]