[ well, of all the things that could've been happening in there, this hadn't been on the list of his considerations, mostly because sanji spends enough time trying not to think about aforementioned creepy crawlies. even now, knowing zoro has already discarded the other sack, he feels sick in his stomach. ]

T-they're all gone, right?

[ he's now recognizing just how much of a favor zoro's granted him here, something that leaves him feeling a flutter of something that's definitely just the sickness of imagining bugs around the ship and nothing else at all.

giving a rub to his arms, easing away the goosebumps underneath his jacket, he sighs, crouching down and carefully tucking open the sack to peer cautiously inside to check the damage. ]

No. Some of it can be washed out. Whatever's inedible can be used for compost and gardening. Even if we can't eat it, food's always got a purpose.