Re: Seating: Buffy
It was hard for Buffy to listen to what Sanji was saying. Mostly because, even if she'd never met this Zoro guy, it seemed like he could be another example of a Supernatural being that wasn't pure, mustache-twirling evil. The world was quickly becoming much less black and white to her, and it was hard to face that.
You have to trust a guy with a sense of honour so strong he'd be willing to die to do the right thing.
For some reason, Buffy felt like those were words she'd never forget. She nodded again, taking what he'd said to her to heart. "I'm sorry. A random stranger asking questions like that must be kinda weird."
"My master, though. Master Ambrose," she continued, her voice taking a much lighter tone. "Oh, you know. He was browsing the livestock for a slave, I was antagonizing the handlers... It was written in the stars." In spite of the levity implied by her words, it was actually mostly true. "I think he's likes 'em feisty."