[An ability like that? Sanji... knows he'd probably waste away in his room, staring at the images of things and people outside his reach.
His expression, having already been carefully pieced back together, seems a few seconds away from cracking until he forces himself to laugh like it's a joke]
[He knows a lot of people would - and it's probably meant for more sentimental people than Jae-ha. But he'll move to take a seat on the countertop, and he'll wash the fish go by in the illusion he cast for a bit longer before he hums.]
Tell me what else you'd like to see. I'll keep it a secret, between the two of us. It's good practice for me.
[But Jae-ha will focus then and - it might not be the same ocean as whatever Sanji is thinking of, but he conjures up the image of a horizon line. The one that he would see from the pirate ship stationed by Awa, with the big, beautiful ocean gently rocking against the body of the boat. The sun shines, the waves crash, and Jae-ha finds himself watching the illusion and Sanji in equal, subtle measure.]
[Sanji offers no response besides to stare at the scene, against memorized, except the homesickness is softer and more evident - like Sanji figures there's no point in hiding the obvious.
His gaze does not move until the very end, where he mutters only barely loud enough for Jae-Ha to hear--]
Ever since I was born, the sea's all I really knew. It's strange to think this is the closest I can get to it now.
[... Closing his eyes. The magic over for him. Sanji turns back to the stove]
[Jae-ha doesn't seem to be in any particular rush. He maintains the magic, watches the view of the ocean, and keeps his gaze locked on it once Sanji seems to be done appraising it.]
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[An ability like that? Sanji... knows he'd probably waste away in his room, staring at the images of things and people outside his reach.
His expression, having already been carefully pieced back together, seems a few seconds away from cracking until he forces himself to laugh like it's a joke]
Well, I'd trade you this shit if I could.
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I know.
[He knows a lot of people would - and it's probably meant for more sentimental people than Jae-ha. But he'll move to take a seat on the countertop, and he'll wash the fish go by in the illusion he cast for a bit longer before he hums.]
Tell me what else you'd like to see. I'll keep it a secret, between the two of us. It's good practice for me.
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It bubbles in his stomach and claws up his throat, threatening to overtake him.
He wishes so badly that he could just break into pieces like he wants.
...]
A view of the ocean.
[...]
Please.
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Why the sudden politeness? It's just me.
[But Jae-ha will focus then and - it might not be the same ocean as whatever Sanji is thinking of, but he conjures up the image of a horizon line. The one that he would see from the pirate ship stationed by Awa, with the big, beautiful ocean gently rocking against the body of the boat. The sun shines, the waves crash, and Jae-ha finds himself watching the illusion and Sanji in equal, subtle measure.]
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His gaze does not move until the very end, where he mutters only barely loud enough for Jae-Ha to hear--]
Ever since I was born, the sea's all I really knew. It's strange to think this is the closest I can get to it now.
[... Closing his eyes. The magic over for him. Sanji turns back to the stove]
Thanks for sharing it.
[...]
Lemme get your meal going.
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... For now.
I think you were missing a word there, Chef.
We still have to get back home. You included.
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[Just... dismissive, honestly. He seems to have regained his composure.]