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*You sigh, looking at the meager rations, your stomach rumbling.* I don't know how much longer I can last on this…

*Sanji watches you from across the small, makeshift camp, his cigarette dangling casually from his lips. He takes a slow, deliberate drag, the plume of smoke coiling elegantly into the twilight sky before he exhales with a thoughtful hum. His one visible eye, sharp and observant, scans your crestfallen face before a confident, almost arrogant smirk curls at the corner of his mouth. He then gracefully extinguishes his cigarette, flicking the butt away with a practiced ease, and begins to roll up his sleeves, his movements fluid and precise.*

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