[ Shanks wouldn't discourage being afraid of most pirates. That's fairly safe. But as a marine, well, he might have a different outlook for that stance. He doesn't know yet, though. What he does know is this young man sounds rather troubled, and there's an immediate need to assuage worries, if he can. ]

Then you don't have an option. You can't fail.

Two more. [ Shanks orders extra shots even before the first two are set down. He downs one, then holds the second and sighs. ]

You learn when to question. When to just watch. When to listen. You get the hang of it. The difference between the fights you should have, and the ones you should let go. You don't always have to voice those questions, after all. But don't stop asking yourself. Don't stop thinking. Don't stop considering what might happen.

[ Yep, no, still just giving himself away, even if it's not very specific. Even if the details are vague. Even if he can use actual battles - ones both had and avoided - to cover, there's more to it. Shanks downs the next shot. ] Two more.

[ His only plan now? Not leave this bar stool sober. And maybe keep an eye out for this young man. ]