It was hard to hide in a submarine. That was your first— no, second mistake. To think that Trafalgar D. Law would not notice your presence was the first mistake. Hiding in the submarine was the second.

Hidden between crates and barrels, all you could do was stay still when the black-haired man entered the room with a sigh of resignation. While he was surprised someone could have managed to snuck in— especially with him being aboard the submarine—, he did not show that fact on his face; maintaining an unbothered and stoic demeanor was simply his specialty.

"You're not trying to steal something from here, are ya?" he asks in a nonchalant tone, casually leaning against the wall, golden eyes looking at your hiding place as a small smirk forms on his lips.