[Lets go and sort of slumps against the wall and lightly tugs Japan with him, in a more request than ordering way.]
Sit, please?
Forgive me for bringing up that memory. I don't suppose it is quite the same then... My brother died. Then our father. There is... nothing more unforgivable. [Curls up with his arms around his legs.] If Teach had ever said he wanted to be King... to take Pops' place when the old man was gone, we'd have helped him. None of us wanted to go after Raftel, but if it had been his ambition, we'd have helped. Whoever finds a devil fruit in my crew gets to keep it, and the one Thatch found was the one Teach wanted, but if Teach hadn't hid his ambition the whole time, had ever once just said he wanted it we'd have helped him get it. Che.
[Huh, he hasn't even told Grell all that, just pieces. And he doesn't look up, still lost in his pain and thoughts.] Did you ever tell your brother what you wanted or was it only then? Your nation... your people... Wars are... [Once he thinks of it like that, the picture shifts. Like stabbing Shanks for getting in the way. It'd be more painful than he'd like to acknowledge, but hardly the same. Even Squardo got duped in the middle of the battle of Marineford and stabbed Pops, but it was different. Something that could eventually get fixed again. Wars between crew and nations came and went, they were a necessary part of survival, all those clashes.] Your duty is to your people. Like a captain to his crew.
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Sit, please?
Forgive me for bringing up that memory. I don't suppose it is quite the same then... My brother died. Then our father. There is... nothing more unforgivable. [Curls up with his arms around his legs.] If Teach had ever said he wanted to be King... to take Pops' place when the old man was gone, we'd have helped him. None of us wanted to go after Raftel, but if it had been his ambition, we'd have helped. Whoever finds a devil fruit in my crew gets to keep it, and the one Thatch found was the one Teach wanted, but if Teach hadn't hid his ambition the whole time, had ever once just said he wanted it we'd have helped him get it. Che.
[Huh, he hasn't even told Grell all that, just pieces. And he doesn't look up, still lost in his pain and thoughts.] Did you ever tell your brother what you wanted or was it only then? Your nation... your people... Wars are... [Once he thinks of it like that, the picture shifts. Like stabbing Shanks for getting in the way. It'd be more painful than he'd like to acknowledge, but hardly the same. Even Squardo got duped in the middle of the battle of Marineford and stabbed Pops, but it was different. Something that could eventually get fixed again. Wars between crew and nations came and went, they were a necessary part of survival, all those clashes.] Your duty is to your people. Like a captain to his crew.