Mmhm... but you know what was really weird?

[The image of her holding a can and biting the lid not only off, but into her tummy, comes to mind. And Sanji's smiling, carefree replies only make it easier for her to admit all of these entirely hideous things, despite the fact that she feels it's wrong, against her desire to believe everything he was saying.

A beat, when she second-guesses his smile, and squeezes the fabric of his shirt comfortingly.]

Nevermind, I forgot what I was gonna say!

What should we get to eat, big bro?