Week 0, Saturday Post-Trial - Sanji

[fragileprophet]

Excuse me, Sanji?

[Not terribly long after the end of the trial, Ion's picking up speed (not very much of course, mind you) to catch up with him, cradling one of his arms awkwardly.]

I don't mean to bother you, but could I possibly get your help for a moment?

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[fragileprophet]

[I'm glad that I'm canon familiar this warms my heart even if I haven't met Brook yet. Ion follows along with a bright expression on his face, seeming to have temporarily forgotten about the whole mess of the day.]

Ah...they all sound like wonderful people! Even though I haven't met any of them myself, I can tell that you all have a really close bond with one another. I bet that's a really nice feeling.

[He can only imagine having such a lifestyle. It's hard not to daydream about it a little bit.]

How do you like living life on the sea?

[concasse]

[... Mentally tripping at the idea that Ion -- Ion -- doesn't have any close bonds back home, but Sanji decides to footnote that and save it for another time. Ion looks at ease and... well, he'd like to keep it that way for now.]

I mean... living on the sea's all I know.

[Leaning his weight against one of the counters, arms folded. His voice turns nostalgic]

I grew up on a floating restaurant called the Baratie, and yeah, sometimes we had to dock for supplies, but we never spent more than a week on land.