Just one of the fields in Oriental town. He recognizes it because he used to play here. He can see himself, a few years younger, sleeping on a blanket, under a tree. When was this again? Aaaa, he's been here a lot.
Regaining his breath, he sits up, looking to Sanji. Suddenly not sure what he was even gonna' say. Still on his stomach, sitting on his elbow, looking dazed while dragonflies or butterflies or grasshoppers thrive around 'em. Everything else is so quiet.]
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Just one of the fields in Oriental town. He recognizes it because he used to play here. He can see himself, a few years younger, sleeping on a blanket, under a tree. When was this again? Aaaa, he's been here a lot.
Regaining his breath, he sits up, looking to Sanji. Suddenly not sure what he was even gonna' say. Still on his stomach, sitting on his elbow, looking dazed while dragonflies or butterflies or grasshoppers thrive around 'em. Everything else is so quiet.]
...
Are you gonna be okay?
[We need to talk.
Not run away, but talk.]