(The amount of food Luffy is putting back on a plate could be considered alarming, or a testament to well-crafted trouser pockets. Whichever it is, there's a good few moments of Luffy focusing solely on that, barely able to trust the words that come out of his mouth. Everything feels warm, overly so and not just the kind that follows when Nami gives him a specific look and Luffy undoes his top button, the second one following quickly.
This resort has been quick to break barriers and Luffy can accept that, but there's an oddity that weaves its way through everything, an overlying concern that Luffy can't quite shake off. Everything so far is apparently provided, even if it needs to be paid for. But currency doesn't seem difficult to come by regarding the whole premise and Luffy frowns at a chicken drumstick on his plate, lost in thought as he tries to pinpoint what is causing an anxiety to permeate the allure of an evening of fun with Nami.)
You know me, I don't think much about anything. Who would I be to turn my best navigator down? (Luffy immediately shoves the chicken drumstick in his mouth to avoid the other words from coming out, ones that would easily talk about how Nami could keep him in bed and he'd never complain. Thankfully the drumstick gives the pirate captain a chance to catch his verbal breath and figure out his next words without jamming his foot in his mouth alongside the food.)
Don't you think it's weird there's no exit here? That we can't just leave when we want?
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This resort has been quick to break barriers and Luffy can accept that, but there's an oddity that weaves its way through everything, an overlying concern that Luffy can't quite shake off. Everything so far is apparently provided, even if it needs to be paid for. But currency doesn't seem difficult to come by regarding the whole premise and Luffy frowns at a chicken drumstick on his plate, lost in thought as he tries to pinpoint what is causing an anxiety to permeate the allure of an evening of fun with Nami.)
You know me, I don't think much about anything. Who would I be to turn my best navigator down? (Luffy immediately shoves the chicken drumstick in his mouth to avoid the other words from coming out, ones that would easily talk about how Nami could keep him in bed and he'd never complain. Thankfully the drumstick gives the pirate captain a chance to catch his verbal breath and figure out his next words without jamming his foot in his mouth alongside the food.)
Don't you think it's weird there's no exit here? That we can't just leave when we want?