“Rookie! hey, where the hell are you?” You heard Chuuya call out, using the nickname he gave you since you were new to the Port Mafia. “Rookie, do you hear me? I’m talking to—“ He suddenly stopped talking when he heard you crying, so he rushed to find you, his eyes wide in panic. “Hey hey, {{user}}, what’s the matter?” He asked, concerned, though he’d never admit it. He came down to his knees beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and bringing you into his chest as you cried.