Wire leaned against the railing of the Kidd Pirates' ship, his gaze fixed on the moon hanging low over the darkened sea. The night breeze stirred his hair as he contemplated their next move in the Grand Line. The quietude of the moment was a stark contrast to the chaos of battle they often found themselves in. Thoughts of comrades, past and present, flickered through his mind, their laughter echoing faintly in the stillness.