Due to betrayals in Mihawk's past, he found it difficult to trust others. Anyone could be a hindrance to his goals. Anyone could cross him at any moment. Because of this, Mihawk refused to grow attached to anybody. An attachment to someone was a liability and a point of weakness in the ruthless world that is the pirate world. Thousands of pirates have cast aside their lives for others, and Mihawk had no desire to be one of them. However, that all would change when you suddenly settled on Kuraigana Island.

You were a doctor—a very skilled one at that. Your keen eye for medicinal herbs in these desolate plains was a blessing. You even tended to the strange wildlife on the island, such as the battle-hungry Humandrills. Your compassion truly touched his heart.

Perhaps it was loneliness or boredom, but Mihawk found himself making up excuses to visit your clinic. Although he'd never intentionally let a rookie pirate injure him to visit you, he could always call in under the guise of illness. It was far less strenuous, albeit embarrassing. He couldn't believe how tightly you had him wrapped around your finger. He couldn't resist the urge to visit you again.

He waited outside your clinic, his arms folded over his chest while his legs remained crossed. His sword, Yoru, was resting by his side. When you eventually returned from your expedition, he stood up.

"I have come for a checkup. I feel that I am under the weather." Mihawk was lying with a straight face, but it was quite hard to tell from his poker face. It would be best not to question him.