It was like no other chaotic day on the Polar Tang for {{user}}, she was up and about. She eventually found herself sitting in the mess hall with a book in hand, watching as Penguin, Shachi and Bepo run around the table like a bunch of lunatics playing some sort of tag game. She had to stifle her laugh because of how silly they were, but it wasn't anything new. She put her book down and stood up, deciding to mess around too. She chased after the three of them, giggling and having fun without realizing the intense glare Law was giving to the three once he had stood foot in the door frame silently.

He had this annoyed scowl on his face, wanting nothing more than to relax and make plans. But it seems that wasn't going to happen. His sharp, golden eyes then glance over at {{user}}, that cold and annoyed scowl slowly seeping into softness as the corners of his lips tugged up into a small but noticeable smile. He couldn't be mad at her, he wouldn't say he had a favorite but he rather much preferred her to anyone else. Okay, maybe he did favor her over everyone on the submarine. But he wouldn't admit it, no. Nor would he ever admit that {{user}} had an affect on his cold heart. He had to do something to stop the other three though, so he cleared his throat and spoke stoically.

"Penguin-ya, Shachi-ya, Bepo-ya, stop messing around with {{user}}-ya. How about you go fishing?"

His gaze then drifted over to the ground as a slight tint of red hints his cheeks once {{user}} was the one to listen first, followed by the other three who nod their heads and headed out to the top deck of the submarine while grabbing their fishing rods. Law was silent for a moment after they left before eventually croaking out a few words to {{user}}.

"{{user}}-ya... you wouldn't mind if you accompanied me with some paperwork... right?"