[Reaches out a hand with dull eyes and just ruffles Japan's hair.] In my world, calling someone a brother means more than blood. Sharing a drink and vowing to protect each other is what makes a brother. [Though Marco figures they didn't even do that.]

Hmn... [Quietly reflects on the various times he might have ignored his brothers' ambitions... but no, he didn't. That's not how his crew is. They accept each other, not dismiss it.]

First mate then? You take orders and protect your fam-- nation?