[And now a weapon that can appear at random. Their worlds, he muses distantly, are much more different than he first assumed.
Without a word he reaches for it, wanting to hold it for himself. It's a funny-looking sight, Sanji can barely take it seriously. And as if the weapon has picked up on his disdain it suddenly vanishes from his grasp, only to reappear in Xion's hands again.]
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Without a word he reaches for it, wanting to hold it for himself. It's a funny-looking sight, Sanji can barely take it seriously. And as if the weapon has picked up on his disdain it suddenly vanishes from his grasp, only to reappear in Xion's hands again.]
... I see.