[The problem is they're too similar. Baren's memory is ironclad. So is Sanji's. He put the pieces together the moment he saw that reaction.
But it's not his right to pry, or dig, or do anything more than keep Baren grounded long enough to remember what's real. And even that is a passing acknowledgement quickly killed and buried. He pushes the responsibility off on Zoro, instead, pretends it's a favor to a man he doesn't like -- someone's gotta take care of him, eh? Someone besides his cousin.
When he looks up from the floor, watches Baren watching him, it's not unlike a cornered animal.]
... What.
[Not a promise. Just a willingness to listen. That's more than he offers anyone.]
[A way out immediately - because it's still not in Baren's nature to force people into doing things that they don't want to. It sits poorly with him. It goes against his way of life.
... but so does telling the truth. He taps his foot, feels the urge to light a cigarette, but instead tilts his head as he faces Sanji openly.]
This memory bullshit - I want to know more about it. Not yours especially, unless you want to know more, but I think this shit might mean something to me. To some people.
[It's opening up the door just a bit, talking about only what he wants to talk about.]
... so if we're gonna keep talking about it - what you see, what Z sees, if it does mean anything - I need you to promise no lies. I don't care if you keep secrets, but your word always has to mean something to me.
[Listen to Baren talk, Sanji folds his arms, chin held aloft while his face tries to fall back on old habits and hide itself behind a scowl. Not to say he doesn't manage it - he looks as foul tempered as always - but it's not enough to hide the assessing sharpness of his stare, either.
It doesn't take him long to form an answer]
I can't stand liars. [There's an irony in that, perhaps. Regardless, his voice is ironclad.] But I don't do promises unless I get the same in return.
[The pirate, the one who'd stick his neck out blindly for others, who'd make promises with no benefit towards himself -- that bastard's gone, hidden back in memories. All that's left is a Sanji who demands payment in oath.
Baren wants trust? Then he better give it in equal measure.]
[Baren's most sincere honesty is in the way that he takes a second to think about it.
He lies, he lies often, and he mostly lies for fun. Anything that he doesn't want to talk about gets shut down before an extravagant story could be told, too many wounds to stumble over to be worth a laugh.
They're too alike that way - and maybe it's because of that odd tie to the pirate life that Baren thought he'd get a promise without any demands in return. He'd seen it coming with Kyouko for the most part, but now he thinks about it. If it's a mirrored promise, could it simply be "no lies unless it's dire" or conversely "lies are okay unless it's serious"? But that brings in too many additional factors, definitions, and subjective situations. There's no solid way to turn it in his favor when he and Sanji think too similarly.
So he just runs a hand through his hair, the bell decorations chiming softly.]
[Another glance sent in Baren's direction, but it is less calculated now. Almost casual. The closest expression he wears after being properly appeased. His posture relaxes.]
[Because he has to deliver on his end.... and then he seems thoughtful about it. The look of confusion and desperation is gone, leaving only the trail end of thoughtfulness. His emotions have been clamped down again forcibly.]
... Yeah. Better.
[is he not going to talk about his memory after all that]
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But it's not his right to pry, or dig, or do anything more than keep Baren grounded long enough to remember what's real. And even that is a passing acknowledgement quickly killed and buried. He pushes the responsibility off on Zoro, instead, pretends it's a favor to a man he doesn't like -- someone's gotta take care of him, eh? Someone besides his cousin.
When he looks up from the floor, watches Baren watching him, it's not unlike a cornered animal.]
... What.
[Not a promise. Just a willingness to listen. That's more than he offers anyone.]
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Say no if you need to.
[A way out immediately - because it's still not in Baren's nature to force people into doing things that they don't want to. It sits poorly with him. It goes against his way of life.
... but so does telling the truth. He taps his foot, feels the urge to light a cigarette, but instead tilts his head as he faces Sanji openly.]
This memory bullshit - I want to know more about it. Not yours especially, unless you want to know more, but I think this shit might mean something to me. To some people.
[It's opening up the door just a bit, talking about only what he wants to talk about.]
... so if we're gonna keep talking about it - what you see, what Z sees, if it does mean anything - I need you to promise no lies. I don't care if you keep secrets, but your word always has to mean something to me.
[The bare minimum for Baren's trust apparently.]
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It doesn't take him long to form an answer]
I can't stand liars. [There's an irony in that, perhaps. Regardless, his voice is ironclad.] But I don't do promises unless I get the same in return.
[The pirate, the one who'd stick his neck out blindly for others, who'd make promises with no benefit towards himself -- that bastard's gone, hidden back in memories. All that's left is a Sanji who demands payment in oath.
Baren wants trust? Then he better give it in equal measure.]
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He lies, he lies often, and he mostly lies for fun. Anything that he doesn't want to talk about gets shut down before an extravagant story could be told, too many wounds to stumble over to be worth a laugh.
They're too alike that way - and maybe it's because of that odd tie to the pirate life that Baren thought he'd get a promise without any demands in return. He'd seen it coming with Kyouko for the most part, but now he thinks about it. If it's a mirrored promise, could it simply be "no lies unless it's dire" or conversely "lies are okay unless it's serious"? But that brings in too many additional factors, definitions, and subjective situations. There's no solid way to turn it in his favor when he and Sanji think too similarly.
So he just runs a hand through his hair, the bell decorations chiming softly.]
... mm, alright.
No lies. Only the truth, even if it's shit.
You swear?
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[Another glance sent in Baren's direction, but it is less calculated now. Almost casual. The closest expression he wears after being properly appeased. His posture relaxes.]
Better?
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[Because he has to deliver on his end.... and then he seems thoughtful about it. The look of confusion and desperation is gone, leaving only the trail end of thoughtfulness. His emotions have been clamped down again forcibly.]
... Yeah. Better.
[is he not going to talk about his memory after all that]
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Sanji's just not one to press.
He turns on his heel, pausing long enough to send the other a beckoning glance.]
Oi, c'mon, I'll show you to his room.