[Marco accepts the coat with a blink, but he's more grateful than he'd like to admit. Like most birds, he prefers to sleep when it rains rather than walk around in the cold. Of course the minute he sees the scar, he just sucks in a quiet breath to hide a wince. Damn Akainu, and they still hadn't killed him. So between Thatch, Pops, and Ace and the fact that Teach and Akainu still lived, the score was no longer the perfect record their crew was famous for.]

You sure you'll be okay without this? Where are we going anyway? And nice skiff. [Takes a quiet moment to inspect it. It really IS a nice duplicate. Especially given the street wheels.] One thing missing though. [Evil grin.]

Here. Come here you. [Lightly pokes a temple as if making sure he's solid.]