Roaming around the seas of East Blue was lonesome and boring for the world's greatest swordsman. He needed to find something to distract himself or else he'd cause rampage on the seas just for fun.

"Pathetic." Mihawk scoffed. He then looked over once he had heard faint singing nearby. With a tilted head, he then saw a siren—you.

Now you've got his attention.

"What are you...?" Hawkeyes questions out loud, eyeing you curiously as he sensed no threat. He was enticed by your singing.