[Well, that was an exciting night. Sanji's in for an exciting morning too, whenever the drugs run through her system and she finally confronts her crew. If she knew the truth in store for her, she'd willingly trip into something and net a concussion strong enough to put her in a coma.
Unfortunately, she's completely unaware. And when she does find
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Come on, you know what happens next. The combination of hunger and the far more compelling draw of curiosity takes him to Seventh Heaven. Probably just as she's closing it up.]
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And it's hard - she has to keep reminding herself something's wrong]
You know how to use the front door after all?
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All the same, he doesn't answer at first. Just-- blinks.
once. twice. It's not the ... more feminine features (noted, moved on) so much as the face. The juxtaposing of similar and dissimilar. It disorients.]
Ah. [of assent, and a shrug]
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That certainly dampens the mood. Not even a smile, Ginko?
She turns her back on him and continues wiping down the table]
So, you come here to stare or did you want food, mushishi?
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But even in it's different tones, the gesture is not too hard to read. Except maybe he'd try a little harder not show it.... but he could stand their considering for hours. So instead he just smirks a little, in a natural gesture, pushing his hands a little deeper into his pockets.]
Nah. Just making sure you weren't trying to cook with a bloodstream full of sedatives. [blood is blood. Sanji is Sanji.]
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You think Chopper would let me out of the house otherwise?
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[-- although it is hard to tell with Ginko. There might be a question or a statement hidden in the remark. How alike are your memories?]
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And for the shitty record, I'm better than the mosshead. [oh, she knows what you're doing, Ginko. And obliges out of necessity. It's a question she needs answered too] I only did it three times when I ... [shifty eyes to the ceiling] -- caught that cold.
[It was totally a cold]
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Since you can't be trusted with feeding yourself regularly...
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[it's funny, for some reason certain things don't register very loudly. He didn't really expect you to switch to fawning over men, if he expected anything.
Then he hands it right back with a smirk--] Then you know I don't care what it is.
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... [She takes it back] Was still worth a shot.
[Turning on her heels and heading for the kitchen] Fine then, idiot. Whatever's left over in the fridge.
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