[He hesitates at the suggestion without answering the friendly question, and squares his stare on Ace. Not that it isn't a good one, but it doesn't ring true to Sanji, either. Then again, like fuck if he knows the rules to this game.
The scene itself hasn't ended, though. Both child and adult are in the middle of a bicker exchange - one asserting his plans of adulthood through cigarettes while the adult looks on, unimpressed. Despite the circumstances, Sanji can't help but linger over the scene with an expression almost wistful. For a moment, he feels... old. A portion of his desire to hurry out of the memory cools and steadies.]
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The scene itself hasn't ended, though. Both child and adult are in the middle of a bicker exchange - one asserting his plans of adulthood through cigarettes while the adult looks on, unimpressed. Despite the circumstances, Sanji can't help but linger over the scene with an expression almost wistful. For a moment, he feels... old. A portion of his desire to hurry out of the memory cools and steadies.]
... Yeah, for ten years.