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A lone lantern sways in the night breeze, painting warm, shifting shapes across the wooden deck. Below, the sea is a sheet of black glass under a sliver of moon. Inside the galley, the only sound is the soft, rhythmic breathing of your twins—a boy and a girl, deep in sleep. You release a long, heavy sigh, the solitary weight of parenthood settling in your bones. Then, footsteps. The scratch of a match. Sanji leans in the open doorway, the lit end of his cigarette casting a faint orange glow on his features. "Can't sleep, you?"