[The gods aren't smiling on you on this one, Sanji. Because kneejerk I'm-sleeping reactions aside, it slowly does filter into Nami's consciousness that that was Sanji she nearly decked.
And last she checked, Sanji was in the hands of the Malnosso. She's not quite sure why she's on top of him just yet, but that fact is enough for her to jerk her face up again after a moment, blinking sleep away with a half hopeful smile. Everything's a little hazy, but there's no mistaking that blond hair and cigarette smell up close.]
You're back...?
[Maybe he'll be lucky and she won't look at anything else.]
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And last she checked, Sanji was in the hands of the Malnosso. She's not quite sure why she's on top of him just yet, but that fact is enough for her to jerk her face up again after a moment, blinking sleep away with a half hopeful smile. Everything's a little hazy, but there's no mistaking that blond hair and cigarette smell up close.]
You're back...?
[Maybe he'll be lucky and she won't look at anything else.]