[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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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.