[ Not an archipelago, but a continent. She's seen some substantial landmasses while working for Arlong, but nothing more than one country could fit on, while what Scott's describing sounds much larger–

It's a good thing he pulls her chair out like that. The unexpected gesture is surprising enough to get her thoughts out of the geography gutter before she starts asking questions about the climate or the terrain. Instead, another uncommonly unguarded smile softens her face as she meets his eye briefly before sitting with an almost bashful nod of thanks. ]

If it's any consolation, there aren't that many people where I'm from who have heard of the Conomi Islands either.

[ Looking up, Nami watches Scott long after he's helped her into her chair, quietly working out how she's supposed to get through this if he's this hellbent on being quietly charming. ]

Your turn. [ A dangerous offer, potentially. ] What do you want to know about me?