[Somehow, his expressions softens even more as he steps even closer. He gently puts two fingers under her chin, as soothing as he can and kisses her cheek. It's still far more restrained than he would have normally done, but he figures she's likely to be mad enough at him for being that forward.]
That's what being in love is, eh. Being willing to be a fool.
You forget. You left here once already and went home. I thought I'd never have another chance like that, like this. That the next time you saw me, you truly would remember nothing. But I realized something else. I'd rather have that pain than the one of holding back, of never knowing. I'm not looking for forever Robin. So our time in Luceti will end, just as it would on the Grand Line. Are you any less alive right now just because one day you're going to die? Or maybe, because it will end, maybe knowing that, you should make the most of every single moment and seize all the life of it you can.
I don't miss the things I did with my father, I treasure them. Every moment, every time he laughed, every story, every drink. I always knew he would die someday, it hurt extra when I was small because I didn't have the fortune I do now to have spent the last thirty years with him making all those memories. [And he was scared of going back to being alone like he'd been before his Pops found him.] I would rather wake up tomorrow completely alone and friendless in Luceti despite all the friends I've made here; than have spent the last year here too scared to live to my fullest.
The first time you were here I could have told you how much I wanted to kiss you, how much I'd have given nearly anything to take you on a date, but I didn't. I kept it to myself until it was too late. And when you went home I figured I just lost that chance. Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and you'll be gone, but I won't regret chasing you or the time on the beach, or the laughs and books we shared, or any of it. And maybe you'll come right back just like you did before, just like Luffy did.
You don't want me to give into the Malnosso and stop fighting, but you're willing to let them stop you from living the way you want? Who's the bigger fool? [There's a small grin, even though he's quite certain he's going to be slapped -- at the minimum.]
Luceti / August 18th Morning
That's what being in love is, eh. Being willing to be a fool.
You forget. You left here once already and went home. I thought I'd never have another chance like that, like this. That the next time you saw me, you truly would remember nothing. But I realized something else. I'd rather have that pain than the one of holding back, of never knowing. I'm not looking for forever Robin. So our time in Luceti will end, just as it would on the Grand Line. Are you any less alive right now just because one day you're going to die? Or maybe, because it will end, maybe knowing that, you should make the most of every single moment and seize all the life of it you can.
I don't miss the things I did with my father, I treasure them. Every moment, every time he laughed, every story, every drink. I always knew he would die someday, it hurt extra when I was small because I didn't have the fortune I do now to have spent the last thirty years with him making all those memories. [And he was scared of going back to being alone like he'd been before his Pops found him.] I would rather wake up tomorrow completely alone and friendless in Luceti despite all the friends I've made here; than have spent the last year here too scared to live to my fullest.
The first time you were here I could have told you how much I wanted to kiss you, how much I'd have given nearly anything to take you on a date, but I didn't. I kept it to myself until it was too late. And when you went home I figured I just lost that chance. Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and you'll be gone, but I won't regret chasing you or the time on the beach, or the laughs and books we shared, or any of it. And maybe you'll come right back just like you did before, just like Luffy did.
You don't want me to give into the Malnosso and stop fighting, but you're willing to let them stop you from living the way you want? Who's the bigger fool? [There's a small grin, even though he's quite certain he's going to be slapped -- at the minimum.]