[Bluntness is appreciated, though it still takes Sanji a few seconds too long to tear his gaze away from a spot on the table. It's not a matter of avoidance, either; he's just that fuckin tired.]
Gonna treat me? [He arches a brow at his own joke, proving he's not so out of it that he can't express amusement.]
[action, August 12th]
Gonna treat me? [He arches a brow at his own joke, proving he's not so out of it that he can't express amusement.]