[Understood. She smiles faintly and feels like she's being lectured somehow by a superior officer. She's never really felt his position as a Whitbeard Commander until now. Ultimately, though, he is defending his friend. Explaining her. How she is. Why she is. Defending her honor as his nakama.]
Understood, sir. [She's mocking him but gently and still doesn't face him, instead running her fingertips along the shelf]
She seems a very honorable woman...and she likes you very much.
[This conversation is getting to her, though. Everything feels as if it's pressing down and she wants to go home... Home where they are still missing Nami while she can't. She closes her eyes briefly]
I need time, Marco. [Always time. To process. To reorganize. She can't know how she feels about anything like this]
[Action]
Understood, sir. [She's mocking him but gently and still doesn't face him, instead running her fingertips along the shelf]
She seems a very honorable woman...and she likes you very much.
[This conversation is getting to her, though. Everything feels as if it's pressing down and she wants to go home... Home where they are still missing Nami while she can't. She closes her eyes briefly]
I need time, Marco. [Always time. To process. To reorganize. She can't know how she feels about anything like this]