[Apologies aren't usually his strong suit: either he doesn't say 'em when he should, or he says it way too much at the most unhelpful moments, it seems like. He blinks at the other—sorta unspoken in that Sanji way, while still being completely obvious. No different than Let me feed you stamped on the air.]
...
[He smiles. Can't blame him for trying one on, okay?]
Aaaa, actually, I'm starvin'. [When it rains, it pours. The amount of honesty coming out of Kotetsu Kaburagi is nearly stifling, at this point. And it's not particularly an exaggeration, when his stomach makes an ugly growling noise soon after. It's been days, yep. Days since that creature saw a proper meal.]
I could just make a few sandwiches, or whatever, y'know? If I'm allowed in your kitchen.
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[Apologies aren't usually his strong suit: either he doesn't say 'em when he should, or he says it way too much at the most unhelpful moments, it seems like. He blinks at the other—sorta unspoken in that Sanji way, while still being completely obvious. No different than Let me feed you stamped on the air.]
...
[He smiles. Can't blame him for trying one on, okay?]
Aaaa, actually, I'm starvin'. [When it rains, it pours. The amount of honesty coming out of Kotetsu Kaburagi is nearly stifling, at this point. And it's not particularly an exaggeration, when his stomach makes an ugly growling noise soon after. It's been days, yep. Days since that creature saw a proper meal.]
I could just make a few sandwiches, or whatever, y'know? If I'm allowed in your kitchen.
[Haaaaaaaaaaa?]