[Sanji just scowls some more, pinching the bridge of his nose and trying to calm his irritation. ...Also he needed to look away from Roxas for a moment because that clueless look is kind of cute—
Dammit.]
Yeah, well. Maybe you should wear a shitty sign or something. Right smack on your chest, something that says: Hello! I'm a damn guy.
[There's a vaguely accusatory tone to Sanji's voice, like he's actually seriously blaming Roxas for not announcing this fact to the world. ...He's not really, of course, but still!
Sanji huffs, then lets his hands fall and counts to ten before opening his eyes and squinting at Roxas.]
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Dammit.]
Yeah, well. Maybe you should wear a shitty sign or something. Right smack on your chest, something that says: Hello! I'm a damn guy.
[There's a vaguely accusatory tone to Sanji's voice, like he's actually seriously blaming Roxas for not announcing this fact to the world. ...He's not really, of course, but still!
Sanji huffs, then lets his hands fall and counts to ten before opening his eyes and squinting at Roxas.]
How long have you been like this?