[A nod, and a half-attempted smile. He's already considering finding a different table. He came here to drink by himself, after all.
... But he can't make himself abandon someone he considers a close friend, when they might be grieving. Sanji slides into the seat next to him and orders a shot - vodka, no ice]
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... But he can't make himself abandon someone he considers a close friend, when they might be grieving. Sanji slides into the seat next to him and orders a shot - vodka, no ice]