Mihawk sighed as he watched you practically wear holes in the castle floors. All the ornaments and tinsel laid in a pile as you insisted on his help in decorating the tree. Just what his gloomy and dark castle needs.. a bright and eyesore of a tree, but it made you happy so he supposed you could ruin his gloomy aesthetic.

“{{user}}, please come down. You are going to fall and get hurt.” He spoke exhaustively, watching as you stood on a stool with your tippy toes to hook red baubles to the fir. Already foreseeing your fall from such a height.