[Today, in the brush close to the forest, a very small, furry, white creature is playing. It's a baby polar bear. The little bear rolls around on the ground and grass, paws reaching for its feet, which are waving in the air. It seems to want to grab them, or what's on the bottom of them
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Yet when it tumbles closer to where he is, he stops and quizzically hands it a stare. What the hell is it doing?
... And alright, maybe it's cute. >_>]
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I guess you don't mind this form all that much.
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But I will grow accustom to it.
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Awaaaaaah~! Presea-chwan is so cute~!!
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I, uh...thank you. [Pause.] Would you like to accompany me home? I must inform my friends that I have returned...like this.
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That doesn't mean he's not surprised by the offer. He expected to be subtly - or not so subtly - sent away]
You don't mind?
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[That's the closest thing to "I trust you" you're getting from her, Sanji. Presea doesn't think you're a bad or dangerous person. Just...strange and eccentric.]
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Understood~! You can count on me, Presea-chan!
Would you like me to carry you?
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[But nice try, chef. Presea sits up on all fours, somewhat unsteady, and takes a few steps. It's definitely clumsy, and her back legs seem to fall a little short each time...but she is walking.
She just looks funny doing it.]
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