[Sanji thinks to lie, to feed her some story about being right as rain, but after what he just witnessed, the chef is frankly too tired to bother. He treats her to a sheepish smile instead]
Tired as hell. [He leans his weight heavily to one side, taking a breath] Not how I expected to spend my first minutes back here--
[Er. That didn't come out right. Immediately he attempts to smooth over any feathers he might've ruffled] Not to say this was your fault at all!
/o/
Tired as hell. [He leans his weight heavily to one side, taking a breath] Not how I expected to spend my first minutes back here--
[Er. That didn't come out right. Immediately he attempts to smooth over any feathers he might've ruffled] Not to say this was your fault at all!