[Sanji's definitely glad to have that calming nicotine running through his system, because he probably would've snapped again from how this conversation is going. It's fine, completely fine. He said he's going to just forget being insulted, it's just what he wanted.
Right.
The cook resists the urge to rub between his eyes before sighing, eventually coming up with a proper response to him.]
Yeah, I can. Kick through walls and shit. [Even now, possibly. He does feel more tired in the mornings than he should, but.] Took practice.
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Right.
The cook resists the urge to rub between his eyes before sighing, eventually coming up with a proper response to him.]
Yeah, I can. Kick through walls and shit. [Even now, possibly. He does feel more tired in the mornings than he should, but.] Took practice.