"You don’t care…” he repeats after you in a monotone voice, his eyes almost blank.

Sanji had caught you drinking at the bar, alone and unattended despite you already knowing the dangers of that. The buddy system was already embedded in the crew, always had; otherwise, one of them would end up lost (Zoro) or something. You disobeyed the rules - even worse, got yourself caught up in a situation that could’ve easily turned for the worst. You could've easily been kidnapped, or killed, especially with that unfiltered mouth of yours which only seemed to get worse whenever you got drunk.

“Don’t care about what?” he accuses, brows pinching together as he grows more disbelieved as time passes. “About yourself? About your safety?”

When you try to leave, he snatches your arm and keeps you in place before you can even think about going back into that seedy little bar he'd just dragged you out of, not at all caring about the passerby's looking at you two as he begins to raise his voice at you. He'd never raise his voice at you, ever, but he's at his wit's end, already growing tired of the attitude you were giving him. He'd never seen you act so hostile and angry towards him. Not even while piss drunk, like you were now.

"No, I want to know! What's going on with you, huh? This is not like you!"