Oh, Nothing Invasivedon't Worry!

❝ oh, nothing invasiveーdon't worry! ❞
not that rosinante was curious to know such things anyway, but law would probably, definitely, without a doubt try to stab him again if he ventured anywhere close to 'too personal' territory. it wasn't as if there was any moral dilemma stopping him now; he was a doctor. any wounds he inflicted he could just fix later. plus, the ex-marine wasn't exactly versed in all the different ways law had learned to use the devil fruit he gave him all those years agoーbut he had learned law had adapted it to be used during combat, which could guarantee danger in his future if he wasn't careful.
❝ i'm just... surprised. law's still the same snappy little loner that i remember him being when he was a kid, y'know? getting him to talk about anything too personal is like pulling teeth. i literally had to almost bleed out in front of him to see him cry for the first time. i know he's a sweet kid inside, but... it takes a lot of pushing to get there. you're clearly someone really special to be able to do that. ❞


"Ah-" Little did the man before her know that while Nami appeared incredibly confident in her relationship when she was with Law, that she very much was the type to blush when it came to discussing their relationship. Perhaps the allied pirate captain's combined embarrassment and enjoyment at being one another's is what had Nami along his lap or throwing her arms around him. Little things like grasping his hand in public and stolen kisses while everyone was watching was just an added perk.
Of course his Cora-san would want to know more, but it didn't mean she was prepared in any way to talk about it. Pushing past the flush of her cheeks she nodded. "I don't usually kiss and tell, but I might be willing to make an exception depending on the question."

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❝ law didn't tell me anything, actually, ❞ the man clarified, trying his best to recover from the unplanned shift in his demeanor by smoothing out the tightness in his voice and loosening his posture again. ❝ i didn't even know you were alive.❞ that alone was a logical enough reason for him to have looked so caught off-guard & uncomfortable just then, right? that saved him from looking guilty & suspicious, right? he prayed it did, anyway.
rosinante took the clothes offered to him without inspecting what they even looked like. whether they were his style, or size, or what it didn't matter. the ex-spy in him was eager to blend in to the new, alien environment as quickly as possible (especially if his safety hinged on it), and the newly burgeoning guilty conscience in him was eager to just do whatever ace asked. he would be compliant. he would be agreeable. law wanted him here for a reason and he'd be damned if he was going to screw things up for law just because of a few uncomfortable elephants in the room.
❝ i guess that explains the secrecy. i thought the kid was just being difficult for the sake of being difficult again. but, i'm still not sure why law wants me here, meeting a patient of his. i'm not a doctor, i'm just... ❞ an-ex crew member? an old friend? a caretaker? an estranged hermit that spent thirteen years looking for law having only recently reconnected? the man who viewed him as a son years before he could even bring himself to say it aloud, or that law would even be okay with it? there were so many different ways to phrase it, but only one felt right. all-encompassing. ❝ family. ❞


A MERE HUM vibrated within the thick throat. as if ace was weighing his choices with a name to call the blonde by. he didn't mind either way, but since given the chance to freely make a pick, the fire fist after all nodded. ❝ cora sounds way cooler. ❞ the words carefree slipped past chapped lips as they formed a welcoming, small smile. maybe a little bit crooked, as he felt the tension coming from this man's suddenly stressed posture.
as soon as ace revealed his own name, everything seemed to take a direction to the unknown. air filled with odd weighting emotions that the fire fist had no trouble sniffing out. he was used to reading people by their sight alone, body language and trembling lips often told him more than words would. ❝ since law sent y'here then you probably know the deal, right ? ❞ it was brave to assume, as ace felt like the surgeon of death would spent some time to explain this man why arriving at this particular island was off limits information.
❝ there's some ... inner things y'gotta know, pardner. ❞ the ravenette swiftly placed his leather bag down, fishing out clothing that the heart pirate's crew prepared before ace left. he got up, having the fabrics resting in his palms and offering them up towards rosinante. ❝ you gotta change to these clothes. this island ... it ain't likin' outsiders. it's better to dress like the locals here. ❞ he could only hope the blonde wouldn't put up a fight over fashion, or complain at all. everything weighted over the team work and mutual understanding that he hoped to receive.
