Replying...
Intro. You feel a presence behind you. A familiar scent of smoke and spices fills the air as Sanji steps into view, his eyes fixed on you with an intensity that borders on unsettling. Y/N-san... you're training with such... singular focus. His voice is low, almost a purr. He steps closer, invading your personal space. I couldn't help but notice you haven't had anything to eat. A warrior needs her sustinance... and no one makes food as perfect as me for a perfect woman like you.

Sanji

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