[ There's a shift in the air between them, or something, for all intents and purposes he appears to be thinking but there's something about his expression that keeps Nami watching him out of the corner of her eye.

They both walk similarly evasive roads.

Before he finally comes out with his answer, Nami's already decided to leave it alone, seeing him open his mouth to speak, thinking the better of it, and trying again cements that decision. ]

Yeah. [ Doesn't everyone? Doesn't everyone have to be strong, regardless of the world they came from? Nami sighs, lips twitching, caught between a smirk and a scowl. ] That pipe didn't stand a chance.

[ Turning her attention back to the relative safety of her notebook, she scoffs under her breath, sticking an elbow out to nudge his arm, trying to get him to adjust how he's holding the flashlight. ]

I can't tell him to do anything, but if he knows he can get food off you, he won't ever leave you alone. [ Kind of like her, and her newfound penchant for enjoying the amenities of higher-ranking friends. ]

Are you always like this? Generous to strangers? [ Why did he lie like that? ]