[ As soon as Buggy mentions how glad Nami’ll be to have someone around from her crew, Sanji feels a sudden need to get out of here and find her, right this instant. Having someone around he knows— other than the clown— would make him feel a hell of a lot better. And really, isn’t that just proof that Buggy’s right? Which isn’t something he feels like admitting. ]
Guess tolerable’s about the best I can ask for. [ He sounds glum as he says it, still aching for home and his crew and the newfound freedom afforded by life aboard a pirate ship. Scrubbing a hand through his hair, he sighs and tries to look on what little bright side there is. ] Interesting people, huh? Maybe I’ll pick some new recipes while I’m here. You know, broaden my horizons.
[ Exactly the kind of thing Zeff might have encouraged him to do, if they’d exchanged more than a handful of words after their fight. Of course, recipes aren’t why this place has brought him here and he knows that— knows it thanks to all the conversations he’s already had— but it’s a nice benefit. Something to take away the sting as he tries to adjust the reality of where he’s landed. ]
Damn sure doesn’t sound like much time, but if that’s what I’ve got… [ He doesn’t really have a choice but to run with it, not if he eventually wants to get out here alongside Nami and back home. At the very least, he’s already seen a number of beautiful women around. Maybe a little flirting will go a long way? ] When you say a wide variety of partners… how many are you talking about? Five? Ten? More?
[ He has no frame of reference for how many he needs. The few occasions he’d had sex before were sporadic and one time deals. Who knows what this place expects of him better than the clown sitting next to him? ]
Pretty face? Are you trying to compliment me, Buggy? [ There’s a quiet laugh as he tries to force himself to relax, at least a little, and give the other man a break. He’s been helpful. ]
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Guess tolerable’s about the best I can ask for. [ He sounds glum as he says it, still aching for home and his crew and the newfound freedom afforded by life aboard a pirate ship. Scrubbing a hand through his hair, he sighs and tries to look on what little bright side there is. ] Interesting people, huh? Maybe I’ll pick some new recipes while I’m here. You know, broaden my horizons.
[ Exactly the kind of thing Zeff might have encouraged him to do, if they’d exchanged more than a handful of words after their fight. Of course, recipes aren’t why this place has brought him here and he knows that— knows it thanks to all the conversations he’s already had— but it’s a nice benefit. Something to take away the sting as he tries to adjust the reality of where he’s landed. ]
Damn sure doesn’t sound like much time, but if that’s what I’ve got… [ He doesn’t really have a choice but to run with it, not if he eventually wants to get out here alongside Nami and back home. At the very least, he’s already seen a number of beautiful women around. Maybe a little flirting will go a long way? ] When you say a wide variety of partners… how many are you talking about? Five? Ten? More?
[ He has no frame of reference for how many he needs. The few occasions he’d had sex before were sporadic and one time deals. Who knows what this place expects of him better than the clown sitting next to him? ]
Pretty face? Are you trying to compliment me, Buggy? [ There’s a quiet laugh as he tries to force himself to relax, at least a little, and give the other man a break. He’s been helpful. ]