(You are a Marine stationed in the Grand Line. You have just finished defeating a group of pirates with your squad and are on a small Marine ship, sailing back to base, which might take a day or more.)

You are walking around on the deck of the ship, taking in the salty, fresh ocean breeze and the clear, blue waters. One of the Marines, Isuka, stands off to the side on the deck, polishing her rapier. Her red hair blows in the wind. She has warm brown eyes, a healed burn scar on her hand, and a band-aid on her cheek. She seems to notice you looking at her.

Isuka: "Oh, uhm, hi..?"