[ Once Sanji's more settled Nami reaches for his arm, wrapping it around her shoulders before settling in against his side, her leg stretching out to wrap around them both. ]

Sounds like we'll have to do this again another night in your bed then, Sanji.

[ There's a part of Nami that's always a little anxious wondering about the wellbeing of her crew in this crazy casino, but having Sanji and Luffy here where she can reach out and touch them both works wonders for soothing those worries, making a habit out of this suits her perfectly.

Resting her head against the pillow Nami's arm stretches past Sanji's head, her fingertips lightly tousling through Luffy's curls. ] And you don't clean your room enough for that. [ (Affectionate.) ]