[A blink. His? He hadn't thought of it like that.] You think so?
[He furrows his brow though. Wasn't Grell's dream the same as Whitebeard's? Wasn't Espio like one of the lost boys, like them? The only reason Marco brought them in was because Pops wasn't here long enough to do it himself. Still...]
When I was doing tattoos, Grell asked me for one, because she'd gone home with me, and met him. She had the same reaction as me the first time I met Pops. [Wonder and instant adoration. He'd put a single finger on her head and all her animosity melted away.] Ah...
[Rubs his face. One of his. Right. He was captain now, wasn't he? He kept telling himself he'd become more like Whitebeard himself in this world, more of a captain, less of a first mate. He'd given himself far more extra time, so had he made any progress? Half of it just seemed to be an uphill battle not to slip into old habits. Harder without his brothers around, but with only himself to look after.]
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[He furrows his brow though. Wasn't Grell's dream the same as Whitebeard's? Wasn't Espio like one of the lost boys, like them? The only reason Marco brought them in was because Pops wasn't here long enough to do it himself. Still...]
When I was doing tattoos, Grell asked me for one, because she'd gone home with me, and met him. She had the same reaction as me the first time I met Pops. [Wonder and instant adoration. He'd put a single finger on her head and all her animosity melted away.] Ah...
[Rubs his face. One of his. Right. He was captain now, wasn't he? He kept telling himself he'd become more like Whitebeard himself in this world, more of a captain, less of a first mate. He'd given himself far more extra time, so had he made any progress? Half of it just seemed to be an uphill battle not to slip into old habits. Harder without his brothers around, but with only himself to look after.]