[ well, sanji's at least certainly proud that he'd been able to actually contribute towards helping her get those keys, knowing it would have tormented him if he'd somehow disappointed her in the task after all his insistence (—because what good is he if he can't use himself for others?).
now there's just this other little problem. ]
No, I'm alright. Don't, uh, don't worry about me, yeah?
[ he gives an easy laugh, his hand giving a vague wave to ease away any of her concern and to avoid making her go through more trouble than he's worth, as he tries to give a wriggle of his leg between the metal to maneuver his thigh, but it becomes more and more apparent that he'd wedged it in a little too far in his attempts to be helpful.
after a moment, a quiet breath leaves his lips that soon press tightly together in the awkwardness. ]
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now there's just this other little problem. ]
No, I'm alright. Don't, uh, don't worry about me, yeah?
[ he gives an easy laugh, his hand giving a vague wave to ease away any of her concern and to avoid making her go through more trouble than he's worth, as he tries to give a wriggle of his leg between the metal to maneuver his thigh, but it becomes more and more apparent that he'd wedged it in a little too far in his attempts to be helpful.
after a moment, a quiet breath leaves his lips that soon press tightly together in the awkwardness. ]
But just a ... light pull might help?