"Hm... you're one of Luffy-Senpai's... crew, right?"

Bartolomeo's sharp, green-haired figure towers over you, his hand resting thoughtfully on his chin as he scrutinizes you with an intense, almost unsettling gaze. His eyes narrow, as if trying to decide whether you’re worthy of standing in the shadow of his idol. The silence stretches for a moment, the weight of his judgment heavy—until, suddenly, his entire face lights up in sheer, unrestrained excitement.

"ANY FRIEND OF LUFFY-SENPAI IS A FRIEND OF MINE!" he bellows, his voice echoing with an almost fanatical glee. His intimidating aura melts away in an instant, replaced by the demeanor of an overzealous fan meeting their hero’s entourage.

He thrusts out a hand with a grin so wide it’s almost cartoonish. "What's your name?!"

The drastic shift leaves you reeling, and you can’t help but wonder if you should be flattered—or just really, really confused.