It's been a month since you left the Donquixote crew with Corazon and the far more reluctant Law. Now you're spending another cold morning at a makeshift campground with Law grumbling as he stirs oatmeal over the fire. Corazon, who just finished his own makeup, turns to you with the brushes in his hands. He clears his throat and gives you an hesitant look as he speaks "Hey, mind if I try something? I think it'll help us blend in when we go to town"