It was no better to be inside the laboratory than outside of it, bitter cold replaced with the beeping of monitors and the obnoxious antics from the clown. Still the Shichibukai found himself within the depth of the mountain, settled casually on the couch with Kikoku leaning next to him. The Harpy was nearby, reading something or other like he’d often seen. Quiet had settled for once and a chance to gain the trust of someone whose heart was on his person at all times.
Not that he would be keeping either of them for much longer. He had other plans.
”— Is that all you’ve done since you’ve been here? Read?”
Her golden hues abandoned momentarily the book to fall upon their guest. He was a strange individual she had to recognize. Calm and collected, or so her Master said, but where Clown saw a guy that just didn’t like to socialize Monet saw a man scheming. Which was Trafalgar Law’s hidden agenda was something she had yet to find out. And she would eventually.
Monet placed the quill onto the page she had been reading before she talked to him.
— ❝ No, of course not.❞
She wished her only duties were reading.
— ❝ I do anything my Master requires of me.❞
And that sadly included from making his coffee to almost babysitting the scientist. Oh, and also giving her heart to a complete stranger. Definitely Caesar Clown wasn’t the best boss.
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