[Bringing Yusuke's hand up to his lips, Sanji presses a kiss against his knuckles.]
I know you would.
[It's not a promise to talk, as they've both seen how... arduous a process that winds up being, but that doesn't mean Sanji can't appreciate the sweet sentiment.]
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[Bringing Yusuke's hand up to his lips, Sanji presses a kiss against his knuckles.]
I know you would.
[It's not a promise to talk, as they've both seen how... arduous a process that winds up being, but that doesn't mean Sanji can't appreciate the sweet sentiment.]
Thanks.