[There's nothing much that can be said, she knows-- his quiet support is something Nami is grateful for, because it's the response that demands the least from her in return. No questions, no declarations... it's relieving, she thinks, to just take strength from Sanji's embrace, and for a moment she rests her head lightly on his arm. A thank you.
Because she has no idea what to say to that, either. She could wish he didn't know. It can't be helped. Maybe it's better that someone does.
When she's sure she can trust her voice, Nami pulls away herself, trying for a smile.] I should probably stop touching you. Considering.
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Because she has no idea what to say to that, either. She could wish he didn't know. It can't be helped. Maybe it's better that someone does.
When she's sure she can trust her voice, Nami pulls away herself, trying for a smile.] I should probably stop touching you. Considering.