( when lorna gets up to get some utensils and napkins, wanda pushes the container to be closer to the 'center' between the two of them. it feels a little criminal, sometimes, to have this much food available to her while others seem to be having a hard time of it. not because of the lack, but because—

well, sanji finds a way to make the most unappealing food delicious and nutritious. )

Yeah, you know, ( she grabs at the plastic fork, twirling it between her fingers before settling on stabbing a potato to bring to her mouth. ) that would probably also be me if circumstances were different.

( she's lucky, she knows.

which is why she adds, smiling, )

I'm sure I could ask him to prepare you lunch, too. His name's Sanji.