[Despite the vivid surge of denial that wants to surface, Sanji considers that angle... only to dismiss the possibility seconds later. He's not technically injured, as it were - just hallucinating. Or something like it. Whatever this is, he figures it's a secret Katie would prefer guarded (and let's face it, who the hell would believe the chef anyway?). Sanji's better off clearing his head and then stomping home by himself.]
I'll be fine. [He means it, and aims a smile in her direction. His eyes finally open.] I've only got a few shitty days of this, right? Think I can handle that much.
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I'll be fine. [He means it, and aims a smile in her direction. His eyes finally open.] I've only got a few shitty days of this, right? Think I can handle that much.