[Nami misses the very start of the memory, still blinking at Sanji and dredging up a welcome-home smile from somewhere. It's when he stiffens, staring somewhere over her head that Nami sits up and turns her head sharply, expecting anything from droids to bleeding crewmates.
She's not expecting to see Sanji as a child. Fresh out of sleep she doesn't quite register what's going on. Her gaze flicks back to her Sanji again, a puzzled look on her face. Maybe she's dreaming. Which would mean he's not back yet, but...
...this doesn't feel right.
And then the screaming starts and her full attention is on the memory before her, mouth agape as she watches the fight, frozen on the bed. And she does recognise Zeff, but she's not privy to his relationship with Sanji the way Luffy is... so when he kicks Sanji, she's kind of surging off the bed.]
Hey!
[...of course, the memory carries right on despite that, and she's left lost in confusion and sympathy for that lost little figure. She doesn't understand. Not the scene -- that's clear enough. But why she's seeing it.]
Sanji-kun...?
[Hard to tell if she's addressing that to the child in the kitchen or the man in the bed, really.]
...keywords
She's not expecting to see Sanji as a child. Fresh out of sleep she doesn't quite register what's going on. Her gaze flicks back to her Sanji again, a puzzled look on her face. Maybe she's dreaming. Which would mean he's not back yet, but...
...this doesn't feel right.
And then the screaming starts and her full attention is on the memory before her, mouth agape as she watches the fight, frozen on the bed. And she does recognise Zeff, but she's not privy to his relationship with Sanji the way Luffy is... so when he kicks Sanji, she's kind of surging off the bed.]
Hey!
[...of course, the memory carries right on despite that, and she's left lost in confusion and sympathy for that lost little figure. She doesn't understand. Not the scene -- that's clear enough. But why she's seeing it.]
Sanji-kun...?
[Hard to tell if she's addressing that to the child in the kitchen or the man in the bed, really.]