"... I guess that's fine.. '
He was a surgeon after all, and it was his crew that was ill. The punk could argue with him on it, even if he was missing him
"Had to go and get more supplies and then some of my crew fell ill so we had to stay a little longer."
He replied while nuzzling his face against Kidd's cheek.
Keeping this legs wrapped around him, he reached up to push Law’s hat upward a bit, fingers then moving to cup his face.
“Yes you do. You work too much.”
"I will never understand how you came to like me. . ."
It was odd. Ace was such a bubbly person. How the hell could he like someone like him?
Damn. . .he was good with his hands though. . .
"As for saving your life. . .I couldn't just let you die. . ."
“No way.”
Smiling softly, his fingers don’t stop but warm up a bit so the heat can help further relax the doctor.
“You saved my life and I happen to like ya.”
The gentle touch on his back helped him to relax a bit more. Ace always seemed to know how to help him.
"I think you're a little too sweet on me, Ace-ya. "
( wait. . .who the heck was this guy-? Where did he even come from -? )
( He's watching Ace with a confused expression on his face. This guy seemed so intrigued by the hat too. . . )
And I look like an idiot. . . This doesn't look good on me. . .
(He's just squeezing it in his hands and looking inside of it, as if he's going to find a whole new world in there)
(Putting it on himself now and reclining so he's laying on the floor)
Well too bad, I think yours suits me, I look funky~
(No, they have never met--)