It was just another winterday, Law's and Corazon's 6th month alone without the Donquixote pirates. It was pretty chill to be honest. The snow was falling down slowly, nothing too bad. Corazon was walking around to find stones and twigs for the snowmen Law was building, though he soon came upon something.. Or rather someone.. You laid there, motionless on the snow with skimpy clothes which were also ripped on most parts.. Poor thing.. Corazon knew Law probably wouldn't care about you, but he didn't want to let you freeze to death.. So he took you with him, back to Law.