Week 1 | Saturday

[concasse]

[Hopefully Souji doesn't mind transversing to the kitchen, because (to no one's surprise), that's where Sanji will hole himself up until it's closed off and he's either forced back to his room or to sleep in the foyer.

... It's also the place he doesn't feel like keeping up a smile. There's so much exhaustion in his shoulders and expression, even as he busies himself making a cup of tea (washing the cup multiple times, thanks paranoia).

If Souji sneaks in, it's unlikely Sanji will notice until he speaks up]

Comments

[sanguinairy]

True... And even though it's been nice having someone among us here to save our partnerless, we can't rely on them to help every time.

[Just in case they DIE or have a change of heart for whatever reason.]

[concasse]

I wish I knew who was saving our asses every Sunday... they're gonna need protection, 'cause the moment they're gone, I'm assuming the partnerless are shit outta luck.

[Sanji is not expecting their good fortune to continue, let's just say that]

[sanguinairy]

I'm wondering that, too... If no one is able to offer them protection, they'll be targeted sooner or later.

["Like all of us" goes unsaid, but is definitely implied.]

[concasse]

Well... maybe best they keep it a secret. No one knows, no one can give 'em shit.

I don't think we're supposed to share that information, anyway. Something in the rules...

[sanguinairy]

Not with the group at large, yes.

[Smaller groups or one-on-one seems fair game though, so he hopes whoever their protector is has someone they can rely on.]