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[ It's not what she says, so much as the way she says it, that catches Nami's attention, although she doesn't draw attention to the fleeting look of tempestuousness that lights its way through Hilda's eyes. As someone with enough skeletons in their closet that she'd like to be left alone, Nami says nothing about the observation, merely letting an eyebrow arch in thoughtful interest as the other woman mentions the war she'd been plucked from, and the noble birth Nami can't help but wonder about. She's met others who come from high places in their world's society, and from the conversations she's had with them, it's clear nobody feels the same way about their station in life. ]

Sounds pretty important to me. [ Nami's eyes settle on Hilda as she sips her rum, hiding a small grin behind the rim of her glass as she adds– ] Besides, I don't think anybody noble ever said that about a pirate before.