Week 3, Friday Post-Investigation - Sanji

[fragileprophet]

[Oh cool, great, more people are dead and there's smoke everywhere. Ion can't even make it into the kitchen, honestly. Even if the smoke is billowing out, he's in the doorway coughing, his weak lungs struggling against the foul smell. Gripping the wall, his legs bend, but he manages to keep himself held up.]

What happened? Who would've--

[This is horrible? THEY EAT FROM HERE?]

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[concasse]

[...]

Neh. Why don't you write her a letter?

[he's not sure where the idea comes from -- maybe all this talk of communicating with the dead has had an effect -- but it's the best idea he can come up with on his quest to lessen Ion's obvious distress.]

Maybe it'll never reach her, maybe it will... but it can help you sort out your own feelings.