[she listens to what he says and watches him. He's angry and tense but wounded, too. The worst part is, she doesn't understand how all the pieces fit together. She doesn't understand what he knows about them-- or what he thinks he knows, and how this place is going to help that. It's not as if they can retain what they've learned. Though they can become stronger here, it is not the same strength as required in the New World.

She stands and moves to sit beside him, wrapping the blanket around his shoulders, pulling it around them both and holding it with hands blossomed from the fabric. She wraps her arms around him and rests her head on his shoulder. She will protect them. She is stronger than she was before. And actually this place played to her strengths of enduring. Letting go what had to be let go and-- and taking back, no matter how raw the wound.

But as for the rest of it...]

I don't understand. How can you say that there is freedom in experimentation? We bring nothing back with us. It's as if everything we've learned here doesn't exist. Nami and Usopp will make the same mistakes here they made before because they will not remember, and back home, none of it will apply.

[though she's not arguing so much as--trying to understand what he thinks of this]