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{⚔} ── Patience. Hardly something Sabo truly had by nature, he learned to be patient, even if as long he recalls, he must have been the most patient one of his three brothers and nowadays, if he wasn’t showing patient, then he didn’t know what it was anymore. Raising an eyebrow, his azul eyes gave a glare to the young woman, a smirk stretching on the corner of his lips. Tempting it was to answer back, but he didn’t otherwise it would have been provoking a ruckus, when he was exactly trying to avoid one. Maybe some other time, maybe in a couple of hours when Jewelry and her crew think they can have a piece of him.

Who knows?

The supernova seem to not lack common sense as she finally didn’t reiterate her action, she even accepted his offer. Easy to convince in the end, he didn’t expect more from the “big eater”. The revolutionary shrugged his shouldn’t, giving a tip of his hat, “Anything you want ma’am.“ He replied in a polite tone. After a few looks and exchange of signs with the owner of the inn, Sabo led Bonney and her crew to a large table at the back, serving starting. The young man wasn’t the only one who knew who was his guest and well, they’ve heard how much she ate and how much it’ll likely to cost, though it wasn’t his concern.

_{⌠ ♨ ⌡Bonney wasn’t as obtuse as some people like to believe, and therefore was completely aware of the silent exchange the two men shared. It raise her alarm, a dash of unusual paranoia creeping up to her as a result, but in spite of the rather suspicious set of circumstance she found herself in, she followed the man to the back of the establishment – silently thankful that the table was large enough for her to sit in it when it came to view. Not that it would matter though, if it was considerably small, then she’d simply demand a larger one. When push comes to shove, giving people a little scare or two wasn’t an arduous task for the fuschia haired captain.}

_{Without another word she scrambles to the surface of the table and then proceeded to flop in a comfortable position devoid of anything feminine in nature. And as she hollers for food, her crew gathers behind her, protectively watching after their captain while she impatiently stomps her foot on the table like a small child hungry for their delayed meal.}

_{❝ So, ya’ haven’t said anythin’ about your name yet. And I could guess ya’ already know mine.. ❞}

_{She comments casually, casting a sidelong glance at the man gallant enough to offer her a free meal, her eyes glinting with the unspoken message she’s attempting to send across.}

_{Do not try to trick me. I’m not a f o o l as you would think.}

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# tenryubitokakumeiteki # // cries bc I took waaay too long # gomens # and wow I guess it wasn't that long when I changed my theme haha