got my whole body shaking, but my soul won't be taken;

[recrypt]

will I find a shitpost for this maybe

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[concasse]

[Maybe it is a little suspicious.

... Sanji's also not the kind of guy whose gonna tell anyone how to process their emotions, if they're upset at all. Instead he will take a seat across from her and glance upward himself, a more realistic smile appearing on his face]

You recognize any of em?

[recrypt]

Not a single one. It was like this in the house as well, so I don't know why I'd expect any different.

[ It's almost a novelty, but it's also somewhat jarring. Less so, though, after 8 weeks of this bullshit. ]

[concasse]

Aa. It was the same in the castle, too. Nothing was recognizable. No sea, either...

[That last part is met with some wistfulness.]

[recrypt]

[ She hums noncommittally. ]

I've never seen it, so I wouldn't know. Not in person, I mean. It'd be nice to one day, though.

[concasse]

I mean, kinda biased on my end, but...

[face falling into a grin]

There's nothing like being on the open sea. It's always moving, always alive...

[recrypt]

... It sounds lovely. But do you ever get tired of seeing the same thing, day after day?

[concasse]

[... looking honestly surprised by the question, though his answer is immediate.]

In this case? Nah.

[...]

It's something I grew up seeing everyday, so I guess it's... a comfort thing. I don't feel like myself if the sea isn't near.

[recrypt]

[ she hums lowly, a thoughtful noise. ]

It's familiar, right? I suppose it'd only make sense that it's comforting to you. You'd know it intimately, and know what to expect.

[concasse]

[That earns a chuckle out of him, and he shakes his head]

You'd think so, but... The sea's wild and untamable. One minute it's benevolent, and the next? You're dead, because you happened to be in its way.

[storms. drowning. starvation. they go hand in hand with the water's beauty. There is no separating the two experiences, not to a seaman]

Pretty damn cruel place to make your living...

[And yet, his voice remains fond and longing]

[recrypt]

But it's a life worth living all the same, right?

[ he would not be speaking so fondly of it otherwise. ]

Even if other people might look down on you or sneer at you for it; even if it's something you have to struggle through and eke out an existence in, it's one you chose to live.

Familiarity with something doesn't mean that something is kind. Sometimes it's just what you're used to.

[ cruelty and kindness both. ]

[concasse]

Mm... that's a good way to put it, yeah.

[Not that Sanji has ever been one to care what people think of him or his endeavors, but still. It is nice to hear someone else lay it out in a way that rings true to his soul.]

You got anything like that back where you're from? Maybe not a sea, but...

[recrypt]

It's not really the same. Where I come from I'm generally not regarded as a person at all. Not by humans, anyway.

[ it's ... almost cute, isn't the right word for it, but... quaint, maybe. but what akira and some others keep insisting on, that her life matters, as if all the reaffirmation that she's a person, that robots are people here would do anything to change the societal norms of earth, circa 2063.

it doesn't matter what she thinks. whether or not she thinks of herself as a person or not, she's not the mind they'd need to change for anything to matter. ]

But I was told even a Doll must have her own reason for living.

[ so here she is, living. ]

[concasse]

Is that right...

[He glances sideways, assessing both her words and her appearance with a gentle tilt of his head]

Then... I assume you're not actually that old? By human standards, I mean.

[recrypt]

I'm somewhat surprised that this many people respect others' privacy enough to not read the boarding passes.

But by human standards, I suppose not. I only have memories dating back a few years.

[ her age is most likely, strictly speaking, around the 2-3 year mark. ]