[There's a period of silence after Ferran makes that comment, with Sanji just watching the ceiling, occasional puffs of smoke swirling above him. But eventually, the cook speaks up, his voice somehow a tinge softer, even if it still sounds a little brash.]

Are you always this resistant to help?

[Despite the question, Sanji doesn't give Ferran much time to answer, before he presses on.]

I'm a cook. Doctor's job to keep you healthy, yeah? My job is to make sure you're not starving.