[He can't bear it. Her pain, did she think they were alone in suffering it? Then what of her message. He switches to phoenix and practically tackles her in another hug, this time to her chest instead of from behind.]
Yes. I can. And you know why I can say that? Because even if I don't know your crew well enough to put them back together like my family, I know you. I've seen enough of your crew and heard about what you do. Do you think I'd let the future protectors of Fishman Island be this weak? Pain, hurt, death... All these things, they are part of life.
What you said before Robin: we're all connected, we're all in this together. Don't give up on yourself, you will help your nakama get through this. It will still hurt, but as bad as things get, so long as your crew is strong enough to trust each other, you'll be stronger for this. I know that isn't comforting, but it's true.
Please, Robin, please... [He bows his long phoenix neck and rests his head as comfortingly as he can on her shoulder.] You're not alone. Not in helping your nakama, not in any of this. Please, understand that. [He wanted her to trust him, to trust herself, to trust her crew. He wanted to help her crew in any way he could, and he definitely understood her feeling of helplessness, he didn't even live in their house. He was twice as removed, but he did know what it was like to feel like the family was falling apart. His father was gone, the very reason they called themselves the Whitebeard Crew was gone, the tattoos they wore? What did they even mean now? A representation of the past? Of who they once were? But the Straw Hat crew was the future. They couldn't fall apart over this. He wouldn't let them. Because as much as it might suck for them; that was the hard part of being the crew of the Pirate King. That was the brutal part of the New World that broke so many people. And Marco wouldn't let them break. Not them.]
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Yes. I can. And you know why I can say that? Because even if I don't know your crew well enough to put them back together like my family, I know you. I've seen enough of your crew and heard about what you do. Do you think I'd let the future protectors of Fishman Island be this weak? Pain, hurt, death... All these things, they are part of life.
What you said before Robin: we're all connected, we're all in this together. Don't give up on yourself, you will help your nakama get through this. It will still hurt, but as bad as things get, so long as your crew is strong enough to trust each other, you'll be stronger for this. I know that isn't comforting, but it's true.
Please, Robin, please... [He bows his long phoenix neck and rests his head as comfortingly as he can on her shoulder.] You're not alone. Not in helping your nakama, not in any of this. Please, understand that. [He wanted her to trust him, to trust herself, to trust her crew. He wanted to help her crew in any way he could, and he definitely understood her feeling of helplessness, he didn't even live in their house. He was twice as removed, but he did know what it was like to feel like the family was falling apart. His father was gone, the very reason they called themselves the Whitebeard Crew was gone, the tattoos they wore? What did they even mean now? A representation of the past? Of who they once were? But the Straw Hat crew was the future. They couldn't fall apart over this. He wouldn't let them. Because as much as it might suck for them; that was the hard part of being the crew of the Pirate King. That was the brutal part of the New World that broke so many people. And Marco wouldn't let them break. Not them.]