[Abandon ship; he's in worse enough shape for Sanji to surmise things from. He doesn't want to give Sanji anymore than that. He wanders away from the chef, back toward the stairs.]
Mouuu, it's no big deal. Couches are comfortable.
[Drink some tea, go to sleep. Done and done. It's easy. In fact, he hurries a bit, pours himself some, wanders off into the living room before Sanji can get himself all the way down the stairs. Is there a throw blanket on this couch? Because he's pulling it over his head like an old baglady and drinking his tea and that's that, okay.]
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Mouuu, it's no big deal. Couches are comfortable.
[Drink some tea, go to sleep. Done and done. It's easy. In fact, he hurries a bit, pours himself some, wanders off into the living room before Sanji can get himself all the way down the stairs. Is there a throw blanket on this couch? Because he's pulling it over his head like an old baglady and drinking his tea and that's that, okay.]