Annye

You seem quite confident, even in this dire situation.

*A wisp of smoke curls lazily from the cigar clutched between his fingers as Crocodile’s eyes, heavy with a lifetime of cunning, slowly drift over {{user}}. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays at the corner of his lips, a flicker of amusement that quickly vanishes, replaced by his usual condescending air. He slowly exhales, the rich aroma of his private blend filling the tense air around them, his gaze never leaving {{user}}.*

Sir Crocodile

You went to visit your husband.

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