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[Nami's had quite enough of sleeping. It's kind of disconcerting to be told it's now September, and it doesn't help that she's spent the time since Ling's rude wake-up call still sleeping most of her day away. So tired, all the time. Prone to falling asleep mid-shower, and that is annoying, to say the least.

Oh, well. A week has gone past and she can finally get through most of the day with no problems, so Nami takes advantage of the fact that there is no Chopper to tell her otherwise (and no Katara or Law at the house at the time) to sneak up to the orchard and see how it's fared in her near-two-month absence.

...huh. Been hot lately, she sees. And a lot less mikan up here than she was expecting. Nothing too alarming, and the place seems okay otherwise, pinwheels and all. Someone even fixed her cottage door, lookit that.

Welp. Observant villagers might see the low-lying rainclouds to the northeast of the village, a tiny little storm that barely covers an acre. It's too hot today anyway, may as well take advantage of the fact that she can cheat.]

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Thanks, whoever fixed my door. Did you take some of the fruit as payment or should I blame someone else for that?

[Tell her what she's missed, Luceti.]

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Oh, is that why? [He raises his hand like he's a contestant at a game show] Nami-san, allow your knight to assist you~!!

[And by "assist" he means "use me like a pack mule."]

What a wonderful offer, Sanji-kun~! Would you mind? {She even sounds pleasantly surprised. Pity nobody IS surprised.] I've been working all morning and I'm a bit hungry. Oh, and I could use a good strong back when you arrive...

I never mind, Nami-san! And just for you, I'll make sure to bring you whatever your heart desires~!

[Assuming he wasn't already busy cooking her something an hour or so before she put up her voice post... shush, he's not obsessed.]

I don't mind anything as long as it's not too hot in this weather, Sanji-kun. [He knows her tastes inside and out by now.] Any time you're ready. No rush.

[But you know, sometime very soon would be lovely.]

I'll be there in fifteen minutes! [Probably closer to ten, but WHO'S COUNTING. Most of that time will be spent packing up her food, and then prancing/skipping/dancing/floating/rolling/flying his way to the mikan orchard. Someone's been in a very good mood, lately]

Nami-swaaaaaaaaaan~! [He lets loose an obnoxiously loud call that echoes through the air before he remembers she's still feeling tired, so maybe he best not overdo it. Mind, he can at least wiggle through the rows of trees on his search]

[~~No doubt if Luceti was Tumblr his journey here would be .giffed 15,000 times over~~ Hark, a deafening chef. Nami straightens up between the trees with a sign that sounds a lot more exasperated than she actually is. It's nice to see her crew again, even if they're... floating and wiggling their way around her orchard like an idiot. 8|a]

Over here, Sanji-kun~! [Probably about two rows over. She'll lob a broken piece of twig over the trees in his general direction. Ostensibly to mark where she is, but also, it's fun.]

[Admit it, Nami, you wouldn't know what to do without your favorite idiot around. *_* Who, coincidentally, comes bearing delicious, delicious food ala bento box. He spent more than a little time on the flower-shaped sushi, and it probably shows. There are also cuts of fruit in there, mainly mango, mikan, and apple, as well as a sampling of cheeses and delicate pieces of baked bread he'd prepared beforehand. It might not be the most filling of meals, but it's crisp, light and perfect for the weather.

... And never mind the drink he brought and somehow managed not to spill on the way over. He deserves an A+ for effort and pure diligence.]

Coming right over~! [Oh, he means that quite literally. Ignoring the twig that remarkably finds its way into his hair, he jumps and skips his way over, landing gracefully one one foot while he holds out his presents like it's her birthday. Or Christmas... or perhaps both. In fact, let's just declare this Nami Is Still Awake So Let's Shower Her In Affection Like Sanji Always Does... Day.]

I didn't keep you waiting long, did I~?

[Nami likes this holiday. Let us mark it into our calendar for all eternity. Also, DAT FOOD *_* It's enough to make her drop her usual sarcasm and just give in to a squeal of delight. (Mark that on your calendar, too.)]

Aaahhh~! This looks gorgeous, Sanji-kun! And so delicious! [She filches a piece of mango for sampling and makes a contented sound, before lifting the drink out of his hands.] Thank you so much! [And heading for the cottage. Leaving Sanji still holding the bento box, but she's confident he'll follow her.] I should clearly fall into a coma more often.

[And follow he does like a well-trained puppy... which, let's be honest, is a pretty astute comparison. Though that last comment has Sir Puppy puppy-facing while he holds out her bento box, just in case she should feel like snatching up another morsel on the way to the cottage]

Th-that won't be necessary, Nami-san! [Nervous chuckling *_*] Otherwise how else would I get the honor to serve such a graceful lady such as you?

[Maybe it will help if he lays on the compliments thick]

Oh well, I suppose that's true. I'll just have to stay awake and indulge in your bento lunches every day instead. [That wasn't a hint at all. And at least she holds the door open for him to get into the cottage! Though she won't take the bento until she can put her drink down on the little kitchen table.] Seriously, this looks perfect for such a hot day. Have a seat.

[There goes a slice of apple. Hnngh delicious.]

Aaaahn~! Nami-san spoils me so~! [Yes, as this is definitely a case of her spoiling him. He relinquishes his hold on the food as soon as Nami's ready for it, helping himself to that last offer. He might be a child of East Blue, but damn, it is hot outside.]

Oi, how is the orchard faring? [He'd been too busy spilling pink atrocities everywhere to notice]

Not bad, considering. I hear the refugees kind of raided the place, and it's been hot. No serious harm done, though. [All said while casually picking through her bento. She's leaving her mikan pieces until last.] How's the restaurant?

[There's a thick, irritated noise at the mention of the refugees - he hasn't forgotten what some of the damn shitheads did to Raine, either - but manages to brush over it without comment.]

Fine, so far. [He offers up the information with slight reluctance] I'm down a few shitty workers, and Sayo-san is still... [Er. A pause, as he isn't sure Nami ever found out about that mishap]

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[Judging by the sudden stilling of her hands, Nami hasn't, no. She glances up at him.] What about Sayo?

[Sanji winces slightly, and rubs at the junction where his shoulder connects to his neck. How to begin explaining this?]

... The Malnosso gave her back some memories. [The silent statement underneath that one is clearly, "And then all hell broke loose."] Sayo-san started forgetting a lot, more than usual... she could barely do her job, and looked so damn tired all the time. When I caught her in the kitchen... [His stare drops to the counter] She just fell to shitty pieces.

I had to take her to the clinic; poor thing completely passed out.

[... but wouldn't that be a good thing? Obviously not in this case, but--]

What kind of memories?

The shitty asshole she was married to left her and her kid, after they'd been waiting for him to come back.

[His tone is so very flat]

[...]

That's horrible. She was so...

[Oh, Sayo.]

What's his name? The husband. Do you know?

[He shakes his head]

No, that part she never told me.

Pity. I was kinda hoping he'd turn up here so I could punch him in the face.

...is she still in the clinic?

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