[Voice]

[Does the devil fruit really work that way? She can't really say. Yes, he is a phoenix--but-- well, in either case. No, there is no in either case. If what he says is true than even home seems a miserable existence after a time. Years. Centuries. Surely he would find others to care for in that intervening space? Here, Ace may yet return someday. Even Whitebeard, perhaps, or Thatch, or anyone else he's missed. And yet if he remains it will only be to watch them suffer at the hands of the Malnosso unless they find some other place to be]

I don't know.

[And though she was fine before, she's filled with a sort of aching sadness now, filled with the inevitability of everything]

Here or there, I just want him to be happy in the end. [and for there to be an end]