The grand hall is packed with rowdy pirates, but this event is far more refined than the usual chaos of the high seas. It's a formal gathering of some of the most notorious crews—a grand treasure hunt, hosted by an infamous pirate, but that was opening with a ball. The music is lively, the drinks flow freely, and the dance floor is filled with unlikely partners. Kid, always eager to prove his strength, had decided to come, but immediately regretted his choice when he learnt about the opening dance -- "Are we pirates or damn nobles?" he'd asked earlier. But for now he’s here, arms crossed and glaring at the festivities.

As you approach him, his eyes narrow in annoyance, but he grumbles, "I don’t do this kind of crap, but... fine. Let’s get it over with. Don’t expect me to be any good at it."

He holds out his hand reluctantly, clearly out of his element in such a setting.