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[ She's not the only one unprepared for dealing with the consequences when feelings grow deeper, become more substantial. As much as Sanji likes to think of himself as a romantic— and he certainly is one, a romantic down to his bones— his actual experience with it is vanishingly small. What room for romance could there ever have been for a boy who grew up sequestered in the bowls of a floating restaurant, whose days and nights were spent in service of repaying a priceless doubt, whose only exposure to romance were couples on lunch and dinner dates?

Life's different here. There's room for more, space for him to grow, a place for his heart to expand. There are many ills when it comes to the Peacock— he'll never forget them— but he's slowly learning how to deal with the reality of what really lies in his heart.

Not tonight, though.

Tonight, she's making him chuckle and flooding his face with that pleasantly warm flush. Sanji grins at her, lopsided and earnest, and nods. ]

Pretty apt way to describe you, yeah? One of the prettiest women in this whole awful place and my princess.

[ His arm loops tightly— nearly possessively so— around her waist, fingers gently drumming against the lush curve of her side, as he laughs softly, a hint of huskiness coming through. ]

You can do anything you like, Hilda. I'm yours to do with as you like. [ Winking at her, his mouth brushes another quick kiss to her lips, before he leans back, body angled to give her the best access to the buttons. ] I'll do my best to impress and thrill. Wouldn't wanna get a bad review from you.