Whether I mind or not shouldn't have anything to do with it, Sanji-kun. But for the record, no. Just as long as I still get my breakfast in bed in the mornings.

[Distantly, she does mind. But only a little. She's just leery of Perona in general, but hell. If the girl walks all over him, Nami will just kick her ass. That's her job, okay.

Any other reservations are purely to do with the nature of Luceti itself, and Nami casually just stuffs that thought into the back corner of her mind with everything else that no longer matters. So she grins at Sanji.] Hmm. Maybe I'll ask her.