[For a sinking moment, it occurs to him again that Ace is... dead. That he's dead back home, and now that he isn't here, he's dead yet again. He's honestly not sure if it's a mercy or a missed opportunity that Sabo wasn't here for those few weeks Ace traveled with them on Zeta 12.
It's strange, how seeing Ace again turned Sanji's understanding of death and the finality of it on its head.]
You'd like it. Half the damn island is on fire. [He pushes himself up from the wall, walking over to the backpack he's been keeping most of his supplies in, and rooting around in it for a moment before coming back with a bottle of wine and two slightly banged up glasses.]
Sauvignon Blanc. Not my first choice of a pair, but it goes well with the seasoning. [He pops the cork out with his thumb, holding the two glasses in one hand while pouring the wine with the other. Years and years of practice make it so he doesn't spill a drop and ends up with an equal amount in both glasses.
Never underestimate the skills of a seafaring sous chef.]
To Ace. [He says quietly, as soon as he's handed off the glass. Quiet enough that the sound won't travel to the other side of the room. So that Luffy won't be tempted to leave the chaos and intrude upon Sanji and Sabo's rare moment of quiet.]
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It's strange, how seeing Ace again turned Sanji's understanding of death and the finality of it on its head.]
You'd like it. Half the damn island is on fire. [He pushes himself up from the wall, walking over to the backpack he's been keeping most of his supplies in, and rooting around in it for a moment before coming back with a bottle of wine and two slightly banged up glasses.]
Sauvignon Blanc. Not my first choice of a pair, but it goes well with the seasoning. [He pops the cork out with his thumb, holding the two glasses in one hand while pouring the wine with the other. Years and years of practice make it so he doesn't spill a drop and ends up with an equal amount in both glasses.
Never underestimate the skills of a seafaring sous chef.]
To Ace. [He says quietly, as soon as he's handed off the glass. Quiet enough that the sound won't travel to the other side of the room. So that Luffy won't be tempted to leave the chaos and intrude upon Sanji and Sabo's rare moment of quiet.]