"...A disguise," Sanji repeated faintly. He lifted a hand to his face, gesturing at his own left eye. "And is that part of it, or did you manage to stab yourself in the eye at some point?"

Without waiting for a reply, he turned to look down the street to where some Marines seem to be gathering. They'd have to take care of them soon.

"Those guys are this world's Navy. Just more of the same shit, really. They're attacking because they think we're pirates." ...Well. "I mean, they think everyone who ends up here is a pirate. It's—hell, it's a long story. Fight first, talk later."