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"Kind of a long way to come just for blue flowers," Zoro said at last. "They super rare or something?"
Sanji, hands full of blooms, straightened up.
"I guess they're rare, I mean, maybe. We don't have any in our garden and… well, they're my mom's favorite kind." He took a breath, thinking of raised voices, the sound of shattering glass. He blinked. "I guess I just wanted to bring her something nice today."
Sanji was just a kid when he met Zoro– the day he found both a refuge from his father's household and an unexpected friend. Then Zoro left, and that was it. Sanji had to survive alone because, even in his wildest dreams, he never would have expected Zoro to show up again, especially not like this; but now Zoro has, and the way Sanji's learned to live is about to change.
Or: Sanji's used to trading one prison for another, but he didn't expect to find hope in any of them.