[Sanji backs down as he watches Zoro cover his face, the tension bleeding right out of his body and leaving him feeling even more tired than before. He winces slightly, a little remorse starting to creep its way in, and drags a hand over his own face before pushing it back into his hair.]
Stop that. It's fine, Zoro.
[Turns back to his cake, opening the oven so that he can slide the pan inside. He still has to make the other layers, too, so he starts measuring out various ingredients again in a robotic kind of way.]
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Stop that. It's fine, Zoro.
[Turns back to his cake, opening the oven so that he can slide the pan inside. He still has to make the other layers, too, so he starts measuring out various ingredients again in a robotic kind of way.]
Don't worry about it.