[ He watches the man drink with a desperation that speaks of something darker- of scarcity. His mouth pulls into a frown- at least until the man speaks again.
You'll regret that. Sanji can't help the smirk as he pulls the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tapping one out and lighting it. As he takes a puff and exhales, he raises an eyebrow, thankful that his little vice managed to stay with him. Wherever they are. ]
I will, huh? Don't know that a few hours without a sip of water will be enough to do me in.
[ The others in the cart, particularly the farmers whose faces are grim and weary, need it more. ]
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You'll regret that. Sanji can't help the smirk as he pulls the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tapping one out and lighting it. As he takes a puff and exhales, he raises an eyebrow, thankful that his little vice managed to stay with him. Wherever they are. ]
I will, huh? Don't know that a few hours without a sip of water will be enough to do me in.
[ The others in the cart, particularly the farmers whose faces are grim and weary, need it more. ]