[... The urge to burn everything to the ground has increased tenfold. He wants so badly to stay mad.
Instead he draws a hand through his hair and leans back, then folds his arms (the cookie was delicious but he's gonna make Taako spill his guts, first)]
Well if yours is what we'd call "a huge bummer" - really, my guy, rough! I know I sound sarcastic, but that's just my voice - then I'm what you'd call, uh, scrappy? Just your general sad orphan spunky street rat story.
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Taako kicks his legs a bit, pretending like he's not TOTALLY hanging on Sanji's opinion of the cookie. It is a baller ass cookie by the way.]
Holy shit! That's way more hardcore than mine. Gotta say-- gotta say, mine does not involve eating any legs.
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Instead he draws a hand through his hair and leans back, then folds his arms (the cookie was delicious but he's gonna make Taako spill his guts, first)]
Fine. What's your sob story?
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... Well, uh. Sorry to hear it.
[His voice is unfortunately sincere.]
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