#quamxmulti

The blonde haired teen looked up, expression tired, a scowl already making it’s way onto his face. More and more recently he seemed to have no patience for anything, and it was probably a bit too easy for him to get mad. 

“Greetings...”

Blue, instead of green. Kind eyes rather than sharp and cunning ones. The bird-woman he eyed now wasn’t the one he had encountered on Punk Hazard, a fact he didn’t realize was an immense relief until she approached her. Making himself a little smaller and keeping his distance, Sanji let her know with a loud clearing of his throat that he was there. “Mademoiselle~ I don’t mean to impose or assume, but you looked like you might need a little help.”

“This tree’s lookin’ a little too thin for me to climb. Damn thing is pretty tall, though. I can’t see the top of it. You wanna fly up and see if there’s anything worth pickin’ from it?” The fruits that had fallen were broken and had been nibbles at by the local fauna, but he held onto the hope that there might be bigger, fresher fruit still clinging to the top.

      “I’m afraid I still don’t understand,” Miranda grumbled, frustration showing in how her brow knit together. A teacher, pairing her up with Oz as someone to help her study for a test that, for some unholy reason, her serfs couldn’t take for her?! It was hardly a surprise that she wouldn’t understand! Especially when it came to Ritual Summonings 101. Miranda didn’t need to know how to ritually summon something - that’s what her various minions were for! Of course, that didn’t stop the teacher, nor the education system, and she just frowned, still staring over the various symbols on the page before her. “How can this one even be a proper summoning circle? All I see is a triangle surrounded by various mundane objects!”

“ Do you ever think before you speak? “ Naomi... Don’t be mean.

   ♪♫ “Hey Mat-tat! Are you a mummy? Why are you covered in those bandages? Can I take them off?” She was already reaching for one ♫♪

Sure they had been in a battle together but poor Wadda was worried that Idate had killed the poor creature. Maybe she should make sure to feed him once they got home.