[trumpet noises--or high noon showdown noises, i guess--here they both are at the docks because threading out traveling is boring. zoro's got his two swords at his side yada yada yada whatever he looks pissed. but... still collected??? weird.]
You turn away from this now, I won't let you back. Say it.
[It's like those shitty western stories Sanji would read as a child - except there's no black and white, good and bad, right and wrong today - just two assholes apparently pissed off at each other.
And the fact Zoro only looks marginally irritable raises Sanji's hackles further. He folds his arms in defense, frowning like he's unimpressed with everything happening]
So I got your shitty word you'll back off and we can go back to hating each other properly?
Yeah. Even more, maybe. Just how you want. Until those memories come back.
[and the longing that comes with them. the ache for the home they lost. good luck handling that alone.]
This is permanent. Remember that. Right now you're resigning. That's it.
[zoro's gotten the answer he needs from sanji. his presence alone is proof that the others were right. that if he was here than the others may be too. that was all the help zoro needed. from here on, he could handle it alone.
sanji, on the other hand? well, that wasn't his concern if he went through with this.]
[... Lucky for both of them that this Sanji is plenty good at burning down bridges, then. Old pro at this point. And this is a far easier parting than the ugly mess he shared with his family.
Family, crew... Sanji just doesn't have one of those. And that's fine. He's made peace with it. A stranger barreling into his life with demands of allegiance isn't going to change that. Besides, clinging to some phantom past is foolish. He almost pities Zoro and his inability to let the fuck go.
It's what makes this so damn easy, lifting a hand in a casual gesture that hides every spec of anger. He turns on his heel, shows Zoro his back]
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You turn away from this now, I won't let you back. Say it.
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And the fact Zoro only looks marginally irritable raises Sanji's hackles further. He folds his arms in defense, frowning like he's unimpressed with everything happening]
So I got your shitty word you'll back off and we can go back to hating each other properly?
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[and the longing that comes with them. the ache for the home they lost. good luck handling that alone.]
This is permanent. Remember that. Right now you're resigning. That's it.
[zoro's gotten the answer he needs from sanji. his presence alone is proof that the others were right. that if he was here than the others may be too. that was all the help zoro needed. from here on, he could handle it alone.
sanji, on the other hand? well, that wasn't his concern if he went through with this.]
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Family, crew... Sanji just doesn't have one of those. And that's fine. He's made peace with it. A stranger barreling into his life with demands of allegiance isn't going to change that. Besides, clinging to some phantom past is foolish. He almost pities Zoro and his inability to let the fuck go.
It's what makes this so damn easy, lifting a hand in a casual gesture that hides every spec of anger. He turns on his heel, shows Zoro his back]
Later, swordsman.
[Yeah, that really is that]