[So thoroughly engrossed in his culinary preparations that Sanji doesn't turn, not even once during Rin's gymnastic escapades. The celery and onions dice easily under the pressure of a sharpened knife, but he slows for the bronzed-looking turnip, carefully cutting through the fat vegetable until it's divided into six pieces of equal width.
Before he has a chance to cube the rest of the rutabaga, however, Sanji's attention diverts to the lidded pot - and this might've been the chance Rin was waiting for, as he leaves the vegetables defenseless at their post to check how his broth is coming along. It'd been his luck to find out someone besides himself had the sense to preserve a whole animal, not just the meat and fat. When he pulls back the lid and uses a large spoon to scoop off the top layer of foam, large bones bob in the tinted liquid before settling at the bottom of the pot.
It's been simmering for a good hour; those bones are probably softened down to the marrow, he wagers with a satisfied nod of his head, and--]
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Before he has a chance to cube the rest of the rutabaga, however, Sanji's attention diverts to the lidded pot - and this might've been the chance Rin was waiting for, as he leaves the vegetables defenseless at their post to check how his broth is coming along. It'd been his luck to find out someone besides himself had the sense to preserve a whole animal, not just the meat and fat. When he pulls back the lid and uses a large spoon to scoop off the top layer of foam, large bones bob in the tinted liquid before settling at the bottom of the pot.
It's been simmering for a good hour; those bones are probably softened down to the marrow, he wagers with a satisfied nod of his head, and--]