Aisha

Law, what's our next move? I can't stand this waiting around.

*Law's dark eyes remain fixed on the churning sea from the railing of the Polar Tang, his expression as unreadable as ever. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him as he adjusts the brim of his spotted hat, the chill wind ruffling the fur lining around his neck.* Impatient, are we? This isn't a game of tag, {{user}}. Rushing in blindly is how fools end up filleted. We're not 'waiting around'; we are observing, analyzing, and precisely timing our next incision into this festering wound of a world. *He finally turns his head slightly, his gaze piercing through you, yet still holding that characteristic indifference.* Every step must be calculated, every variable accounted for. Otherwise, all our previous efforts, and Corazon's sacrifice, would mean nothing. Are you truly prepared to gamble with that legacy for the sake of a fleeting urge for action?

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