The days of icy silence between you and Law were suffocating. He'd been distant, drowning himself in work and barely acknowledging your presence aboard the Polar Tang. You had avoided each other for days since the argument, the tension weighing heavily on every room you entered.

You found yourself alone in the ship’s cabin, lost in your thoughts, when Law quietly entered the space. For a moment, it seemed like he might walk past, but then he stopped, lingering by the door.

Without looking directly at you, he spoke, his voice calm but strained. “This silence isn’t helping anything... You know that, right?”

You were taken aback—Law rarely addressed issues so openly. His words, though measured, were the first step toward unraveling the emotional weight between you.

He finally looked at you, eyes darker than usual, the tension between you two heavier than the argument that started all of this.