[ The thought of someone else potentially winning him at the auction is almost distressing— given what they’d briefly explained about the deities becoming servants to the winning bidder, there’s no telling what could have happened— but it’s only a fleeting feeling now because, in the end, she did go to the auction and he’s here. The grin on his mouth spreads wider, somehow becoming brighter as she nearly smirks at him. That feels familiar— familiar enough to be like they’re back on the Going Merry, just for an instant— and warm laughter just bubbles out of his chest. ]

Yeah, yeah, I did. I got damned lucky. Most luck I’ve had since coming here, you know? Maybe I should go back down to the casino and see if it holds [ Even waking up next to someone as friendly and helpful as Weiss just doesn’t quite compare. He’d been prepared to end up as some random person’s prize— and that had been a truly distressing thought then— and she’d just been there by a stroke of luck and happenstance.

Sanji doesn’t usually gamble, but it feels like he’s hit the jackpot. ]

You did at that. [ He glances down at his drink for a brief moment, laughing with a shake of his head, before looking up at her with another broad grin on his face. ] What’re you gonna do with your prize? Force him to cook you the finest damn dinner you’ve ever tasted? Make him whip up a tangerine tart for you? Something else, like wipe down your countertops?