[ it's taken him the better part of the hour, but he's pulled himself together enough to prep a bowl of fresh meat and a generous pitcher of blood for zoro. he hurts in a way he hasn't since being stuck on that rock with zeff, and he feels one bad move away from kicking down the bedroom door and sinking his teeth right into zoro's throat. it's why he stands firmly on the other side of it, his food balanced on a tray. ]
can you get up yet? i'm leaving your food outside the door.
text — un: SANJI
can you get up yet? i'm leaving your food outside the door.