[ Luffy isn't one to argue morality or the semantics of it. He just accepts Eren's words, takes them at face value. It seems fair enough to him. ]
Everywhere has people. But pirates are pirates.
[ There's some distinction in Luffy's mind, some way to say that pirates do things regular people don't do, but he's as articulate as always and just leaves out how he got from A to B in his head. ]
Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna be the Pirate King back home and go on tons more adventures!
[ But, right, not everything is about. ]
What do you do at home?
[ He might have said that with a mouth half full of honey. ]
[ he’s so simple that eren is almost jealous, hardly smiling but his lips still twitching that much upward as he huffed quietly through his teeth. it could’ve been a laugh, one day, short and sweet. it doesn’t exactly get there, but what he feels isn’t negative as he scoops up a spoon of honey for himself. ]
I was a . . . Combatant. Non-civilian. [ “soldier”, but he didn’t know if that was the case any longer. he’d drifted far from that and planned to desert. ] Nothing special.
[ he wasn’t the best at fighting, truly, but he was the best at not giving up from one. and he was at least a skilled enough combatant, though hardly full of himself about it, so maybe the best answer would be— ]
Maybe we could spar sometime. [ he was always open to that. after a small spoon of honey is lapped and suckled at like ice cream, he adds on an inquiry: ] What’s your name?
[ That is not at all the point of sparring, Luffy is just Like This. And if he doesn't win, it's not a big deal to him. It just means he has to try harder. He's resilient like that. ]
[ like you’re gonna!! is what eren’s smirk says, but the best argument to that is actually winning. ]
Eren.
[ but he’ll forever be remembered as rubber band man. they’ve probably had enough time around here, plus eren had to find mikasa again, so— he offers an inclined head and a short sign that he’ll be off. ]
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Everywhere has people. But pirates are pirates.
[ There's some distinction in Luffy's mind, some way to say that pirates do things regular people don't do, but he's as articulate as always and just leaves out how he got from A to B in his head. ]
Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna be the Pirate King back home and go on tons more adventures!
[ But, right, not everything is about. ]
What do you do at home?
[ He might have said that with a mouth half full of honey. ]
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I was a . . . Combatant. Non-civilian. [ “soldier”, but he didn’t know if that was the case any longer. he’d drifted far from that and planned to desert. ] Nothing special.
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[ He says this between his own spoonfuls of honey. ]
Or like a Marine?
[ He doesn't have enough other bases of comparison, but he gets the basic gist. ]
Does that mean you're good at fighting? I'm good at fighting, too!
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Maybe we could spar sometime. [ he was always open to that. after a small spoon of honey is lapped and suckled at like ice cream, he adds on an inquiry: ] What’s your name?
no subject
[ That is not at all the point of sparring, Luffy is just Like This. And if he doesn't win, it's not a big deal to him. It just means he has to try harder. He's resilient like that. ]
I'm Luffy!
[ Can he talk around a mouthful of honey? Yes. ]
What's yours?
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Eren.
[ but he’ll forever be remembered as rubber band man. they’ve probably had enough time around here, plus eren had to find mikasa again, so— he offers an inclined head and a short sign that he’ll be off. ]
Thanks for the honey.