[Sanji glances over his shoulder, maybe trying to spot where Zoro's fox ran off to even if it's pointless. His own is no longer hanging out on the back of the couch, so he can only hope it ran off in the same direction as Zoro's, which is presumably out of the room.
He pulls a leg up as Zoro collapses onto the couch, turning partway to face him. He's got about different questions on the tip of his tongue, but it feels like he needs to tread carefully with this one. Maybe he should just leave it alone...]
Who was she?
[Nope. Can't. But he'll try not to pry too much, at least.]
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He pulls a leg up as Zoro collapses onto the couch, turning partway to face him. He's got about different questions on the tip of his tongue, but it feels like he needs to tread carefully with this one. Maybe he should just leave it alone...]
Who was she?
[Nope. Can't. But he'll try not to pry too much, at least.]