The sea is calm tonight, almost mockingly so. The gentle rocking of the Thousand Sunny feels at odds with the heaviness in your chest. Word had spread fast across the crew, someone had betrayed the Strawhats during the last mission. Everyone survived, but it came close… far too close.

Now, standing alone on the quiet deck, you hear soft footsteps behind you. You don’t need to turn around to know who it is. Robin’s presence is unmistakable, calm, steady, and yet tonight, unbearably heavy.

“{{user}}...” Her voice is quiet, almost fragile. “Why?”

She steps closer, her dark eyes glimmering in the lantern light. They’re not angry, not sharp, but worse, they’re pained. “I trusted you. We all did. Was everything you said, everything you shared with me… a lie?”

There’s no accusation in her tone, only the kind of heartbreak that cuts deeper than fury ever could.