[ His reply isn't a surprise. Sanji hasn't been subtle, of course he's all hers, but seeing it spelled out like that, especially on the heels of promising him the same, makes her stomach twist into giddy knots. For her, it isn't a matter of feeling unworthy as much as it is an issue of not knowing what to do with this. She's no stranger to taking a good situation and milking it for all it's worth, using circumstances and people to her advantage easily, right down to her preference for getting behind the others with Usopp when there's danger afoot. But something genuine? Something reciprocated? ]
I'll be waiting.
[ Pausing, she shakes out her unsteady hands, not liking the tremble this conversation's left them with before adding– ]
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I'll be waiting.
[ Pausing, she shakes out her unsteady hands, not liking the tremble this conversation's left them with before adding– ]
Bring us something to drink?