What were you doing hanging around pirates? He’d gone as far as to abandon his post in Loguetown to chase after you—why leave a man desperate to have you?

A man who showed benevolence and never abused his power. A man who’d often comfort you whenever those crude pirates went a little too far with their ‘jokes.’

He carefully watched—observing how you interacted with the others. He watched as your mannerisms showed ardor. His glare was bitter; it was caustic. Just look at him for once.