[ Definitely not quickly at all, given the almost visceral reaction he has to Sanji's fighting talk. The grin that splits his face is equal parts exuberant and boyish, almost out of place given the severity of the situation they've landed themselves in. His gaze holds Sanji's unwavering, and the plume of smoke blown into his face gets nothing aside from a barely-there half-blink.
The odd gem that glows, faint, at his hip is probably the only tell Sanji will get before he reaches up, water droplets glistening around fingers that he pinches at the end of the blond's cigarette to promptly put it out with a faint sizzle. ]
Holding back isn't an option. Don't disappoint me. [ For him or for Sanji, it's not explicitly said. Maybe it's a mix of both. ]
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The odd gem that glows, faint, at his hip is probably the only tell Sanji will get before he reaches up, water droplets glistening around fingers that he pinches at the end of the blond's cigarette to promptly put it out with a faint sizzle. ]
Holding back isn't an option. Don't disappoint me. [ For him or for Sanji, it's not explicitly said. Maybe it's a mix of both. ]