[Sanji grins a little, though there's no humor in it at all. It's a pained sort of expression, as is the soft huff of a laugh that accompanies it.]
Three months, just about. Zeff gave me the food he salvaged; less than a week's worth. [There's a pause and then Sanji straightens a bit, pushing off the back of the couch and looking around.] Maybe you can guess what he survived off of. Alright, where's your little fucker? Gotta level the shitty playing field.
[...He is kidding, actually. Maybe trying to goad Zoro into scowling at him and calling him an idiot so they can wrap up this little baring-his-soul session and get things back to status quo.
It's not like he knows the dumb thing is right there.]
no subject
[Sanji grins a little, though there's no humor in it at all. It's a pained sort of expression, as is the soft huff of a laugh that accompanies it.]
Three months, just about. Zeff gave me the food he salvaged; less than a week's worth. [There's a pause and then Sanji straightens a bit, pushing off the back of the couch and looking around.] Maybe you can guess what he survived off of. Alright, where's your little fucker? Gotta level the shitty playing field.
[...He is kidding, actually. Maybe trying to goad Zoro into scowling at him and calling him an idiot so they can wrap up this little baring-his-soul session and get things back to status quo.
It's not like he knows the dumb thing is right there.]