[ She should be used to the way he willingly fawns over her, committing every second of his time to answering her call, adoring her in a way that makes it clear he doesn't care if she, or anyone else, knows, but Nami still blushes and has to duck her head to hide her face while Sanji makes a show of opening the door of his suite for her.

Something about the sight of his space, and the natural way it fits him without her being specifically able to pinpoint how and why that is, makes Nami grin broadly, her gaze sweeping over the room, lingering briefly on his own ocean view before she looks back up at him, the arm wrapped around his waist tensing in a little hug. The kindness in Sanji's words leaves her warmed through and smiling, eyes narrowing in appreciation as she watches his face. ]

It's perfect. They'll love it. For a bunch of pirates, we're living pretty well, aren't we? [ Nami turns her attention towards the entrance into another space and leans in that direction. ] Come on, I want to see the rest.