No. No no. It would be a cold day in hell before he spent time trapped with this asshole. Just seeing his stupid curly brow and his short pathetic blond hair made him angry as all hell. No way they even remotely had anything in common, and definitely not a disease!
The guards informed him he would be cold and in hell if he continued to make a problem, Slapped a Sea-stone bracelet on his wrist. Since they couldn’t reasonably handcuff him, and leave Sanji un-restrained too. The Door sealed shut with a hiss of air escaping its joints and being blown back into the room rather than out..
Jabra looked at his ‘roommate’, and glared harshly. Noted that luckily, they had 2 beds, and a table with chairs. It was tight and cramped so clearly not meant for more than one person, but had been made for two on the spur of the moment. He rubbed his foot on the ground.
“This half is mine. Don’t cross it.” He snarled, showing teeth the rest of the threat unspoken. Without turning his back, he made his way to the second bed, investigated it briefly, before flopping on to it. “I guess its a shame you can’t cook here, you do kinda owe me for that last hit, last time we met.”