[ Shanks hasn't encountered someone who isn't satisfied by the food, yet. His eyes flicker down to the food on his plate for a moment, then he pulls away from the plate entirely when he looks back at Sanji, and offers him a small, cautious smile as he picks up some of Sanji's distress. ]

[ For five seconds, then he looks genuinely both pleased, then worried to the question on the Grand Line. He doesn't actually want anyone from home stuck in this place, after all. Sure, he doesn't even know Sanji, but knowing he is clearly from the same world, Shanks feels a little protective. Just a bit. ]

Yes. I do know what it is. [ Not going to explain in detail how, or that is where he last was. ] Clearly you do, as well. Also a pirate?

The way things are accomplished are...fantastical. [ Shanks shrugs one shoulder. ] But, apparently, pirates are also fantastical to some here.