[ whatever radiance is meant to be there, sanji doesn't see it. or, at least, he'd deny its existence since he's very strict on the kind of company in his sights that he'd actually consider to be radiant in any form. right now, all he really sees is some man loitering about in the trees, interrupting his task of gathering ingredients. ]

Ehh? [ the confused noise is even more disgruntled now than it had been the first time, brows stitching together a little more puzzled, peering up at the stranger as if he's somehow missed something. ] Sorry, but the only damsels I'm saving are cute maidens and you don't fit that bill.

[ not that he'd never save a man, if it came to it, but he has a reputation to preserve.

though he doesn't necessarily get a satisfying answer, sanji's shoulders still relax some as he brings his cigarette back to his mouth. ] Besides, you don't look the least bit distressed.