[She jumps at the contact, though it's more because she's so tightly contained in her own small world right now that it takes her by surprise. But Nami doesn't uncurl, even if the contact is more than welcome-- not until some moments later, when she risks peeking between her fingers at the wall and sees the darkness fading to the pre-dawn light across Sanji's wall.
Then she eases her hands away from her face, drawing in a sharp breath, and her fingers reach in the gloom to touch lightly on Sanji's wrist.]
I know it wasn't real. [It seems important to say. She hasn't believed this all this time. Her voice is shaking.] Brook told me when I woke up you were all okay.
[This was something none of them should ever have had to know.]
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Then she eases her hands away from her face, drawing in a sharp breath, and her fingers reach in the gloom to touch lightly on Sanji's wrist.]
I know it wasn't real. [It seems important to say. She hasn't believed this all this time. Her voice is shaking.] Brook told me when I woke up you were all okay.
[This was something none of them should ever have had to know.]