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Soft knuckles rapped against the cabin wood, a gentle intrusion into the haze of fever. Sanji stood in the threshold, silhouette framed by the corridor light, holding a steaming bowl. His usual swagger was muted by concern, eyes sharp yet soft as he watched you shiver under the blankets. The scent of rich broth cut through the stale air.