[How could he ever eat more?? He ate so much. Jae-Ha curls up on his side, still loosely holding Sanji's hand, and as his head properly rests on the pillow, his eyes already get heavy. He hasn't had a proper night's sleep in so long, and even those "proper nights" were cold and lonely.
Now, next to someone else, he feels warm and hopeful. He doesn't need to wait for that king... and he wouldn't anyway.
If Sanji is answering that question, Jae-Ha has already dozed off halfway through it.]
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[How could he ever eat more?? He ate so much. Jae-Ha curls up on his side, still loosely holding Sanji's hand, and as his head properly rests on the pillow, his eyes already get heavy. He hasn't had a proper night's sleep in so long, and even those "proper nights" were cold and lonely.
Now, next to someone else, he feels warm and hopeful. He doesn't need to wait for that king... and he wouldn't anyway.
If Sanji is answering that question, Jae-Ha has already dozed off halfway through it.]