[he can't talk, he suffered the desert road trips all for the sake of survival. We do what we have to.]
That's unfortunate. This place is...almost exactly like home, for me.
[less so the Grand Line with its bizarre weather patterns, but it smells and feels just like a quiet autumn day on Swallow Island in North Blue. He doesn't even mind the rain, although the visor of his hat keeps it off his face pretty well. The top of the fuzzy ball is all beaded with water, and his shoulders are wet, and he does not care one bit.]
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That's unfortunate. This place is...almost exactly like home, for me.
[less so the Grand Line with its bizarre weather patterns, but it smells and feels just like a quiet autumn day on Swallow Island in North Blue. He doesn't even mind the rain, although the visor of his hat keeps it off his face pretty well. The top of the fuzzy ball is all beaded with water, and his shoulders are wet, and he does not care one bit.]