[A younger her would have punched him right about now.
Let it go, she tells herself, one because this is better than the line of questioning continuing, two because how heartbreaking is it to listen and talk with him here and now and like this? Would you really punch a dead guy, Nami?
...Brook doesn't count.]
Right, right! [She says, half-dismissive and half-resigned. Whatever you say, blondie.] In any case, let's get out of this alley, okay? It's dirty.
[And since he's a shinki and can't teleport the same way gods can, that puts the onus on her. She takes hold of his arm and focuses on the rooftop, and a moment later there they are. Let those tentacles figure out where they are now.]
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Let it go, she tells herself, one because this is better than the line of questioning continuing, two because how heartbreaking is it to listen and talk with him here and now and like this? Would you really punch a dead guy, Nami?
...Brook doesn't count.]
Right, right! [She says, half-dismissive and half-resigned. Whatever you say, blondie.] In any case, let's get out of this alley, okay? It's dirty.
[And since he's a shinki and can't teleport the same way gods can, that puts the onus on her. She takes hold of his arm and focuses on the rooftop, and a moment later there they are. Let those tentacles figure out where they are now.]