[Not the reaction he'd wanted to hear. For a second Sanji forgets himself, and just glares desperately over his shoulder while he attempts to turn the body over]
We can still--! [And then he stops. The next words die in his throat. Confusion flutters over his features when he turns his attention back down, at the girl his hands have just slide through like a projection.
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We can still--! [And then he stops. The next words die in his throat. Confusion flutters over his features when he turns his attention back down, at the girl his hands have just slide through like a projection.
She's not real.]