Hmm... [Because they're friends. He shifts a little bit at the question, nodding a little bit.]
You want me to read to you?
[Well, that's better than crying, right? So Buggy nods.]
This is-- a dumb book about pirates hunting for treasure at the bottom of the sea, trying to fight off a curse or something. Not going to be surprised if it devolves into sex, considering where we are.
[ Shanks is the determined sort, so with people talking so much about reading more, he honestly tried, but it's a little inconvenient in his situation. He still does it, and he wouldn't normally ask, but - ]
[ Shanks nods his head. ] If you don't mind.
[ He almost laughs, almost feels like himself. ] That sounds like fun, though.
[Especially if it means Shanks isn't having a breakdown at him. He tips his head in towards his, giving a little bit of a grin.]
Better get comfortable then, Red.
[And if he's lucky? Buggy will even practice his acting skills and give each pirate a voice of their own! Why not, maybe it'll get Shanks laughing again.]
[ Maybe it was the kissing, maybe he just needed a little time, but Shanks does feel a little more himself - it was probably the kissing. It wasn't quite sex, but it helped satiate a need, for the moment. ]
I'm plenty comfortable. [ He assures Buggy as he starts to eat a little more heartily. ] Do you have any booze on hand?
You could be finished and in need of. [ Shanks says that with a laugh right back. He takes the bottle, puts it between his thighs to hold it in place, then opens and downs a good swig. ]
[ He hands it back to Buggy to share, like nothing has changed. Not this night, not the past twenty years. ]
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[Oh. He arches a brow and whatever he's about to say is left unsaid as he accepts the offering. Fine.]
I had dinner, unlike somebody...
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[ The next bite he gives to himself, though. He scoots close to Buggy, almost until their shoulder's are touching, he'll allow it. ]
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[He doesn't care. It isn't as if Shanks isn't always in his personal space -- or that Buggy ever really pays attention to such things.]
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Of course, I am.
[ He never stopped worrying about Buggy, because he never stopped caring. That has nothing to do with the suit tattoo. ]
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[He turns his head to look at Shanks curiously.]
someone needs to get the poor man a nook, or something easier to handle reading wise
[ He cants his head to the book Buggy had reached for. ] Would you...read aloud?
lmao yes, they do
You want me to read to you?
[Well, that's better than crying, right? So Buggy nods.]
This is-- a dumb book about pirates hunting for treasure at the bottom of the sea, trying to fight off a curse or something. Not going to be surprised if it devolves into sex, considering where we are.
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[ Shanks nods his head. ] If you don't mind.
[ He almost laughs, almost feels like himself. ] That sounds like fun, though.
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[Especially if it means Shanks isn't having a breakdown at him. He tips his head in towards his, giving a little bit of a grin.]
Better get comfortable then, Red.
[And if he's lucky? Buggy will even practice his acting skills and give each pirate a voice of their own! Why not, maybe it'll get Shanks laughing again.]
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I'm plenty comfortable. [ He assures Buggy as he starts to eat a little more heartily. ] Do you have any booze on hand?
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[His hand drifts over towards a bottle on a table that's not been opened before hauling it back and offering it to Shanks.]
Here you go.
Wrap?
[ He hands it back to Buggy to share, like nothing has changed. Not this night, not the past twenty years. ]
Probably, yes!
[He huffs out a laugh and takes the bottle when it's passed back to him. It's not quite the same -- someone is still missing an arm after all.]