[well then. After all that, Zoro needs a drink too - straight from the bottle, as he do]
That's fucked up, cook.
[just...a general statement. Was it really so bad? He never got that impression from the old man but they were there, what, a couple days? and he was in the kitchen the whole time while Zoro napped on Merry so...
But not knowing anything about Sanji's past, aside from vague notions of sacrifice and owing a life, and now this Vinsmoke shit that he hasn't even dared to ask about yet, only makes Zoro realize that even his loneliness as the only student training light-years ahead of anyone his age in Shimotsuki was pretty normal compared to some people.]
You're so caught up in that, you haven't stopped to look around and see that it's not like that out in the wider world. People out here who've left their home villages and tiny backwater islands have seen enough shit that they don't really care what other people do. Careless strangers don't actually give a fuck.
[he's seen enough random liaisons in shadowy back corners of taverns to know, and that was even before leaving East Blue. He takes a deep drink from the bottle with his good eye aimed right at Sanji, daring him to call him a liar.]
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Date: 2019-05-15 06:54 am (UTC)That's fucked up, cook.
[just...a general statement. Was it really so bad? He never got that impression from the old man but they were there, what, a couple days? and he was in the kitchen the whole time while Zoro napped on Merry so...
But not knowing anything about Sanji's past, aside from vague notions of sacrifice and owing a life, and now this Vinsmoke shit that he hasn't even dared to ask about yet, only makes Zoro realize that even his loneliness as the only student training light-years ahead of anyone his age in Shimotsuki was pretty normal compared to some people.]
You're so caught up in that, you haven't stopped to look around and see that it's not like that out in the wider world. People out here who've left their home villages and tiny backwater islands have seen enough shit that they don't really care what other people do. Careless strangers don't actually give a fuck.
[he's seen enough random liaisons in shadowy back corners of taverns to know, and that was even before leaving East Blue. He takes a deep drink from the bottle with his good eye aimed right at Sanji, daring him to call him a liar.]