[Robin blinks and runs the back of her fingers across his cheek. The skin is smooth, except where the scar creates little ridges under his eye. It must have been a clean cut- if the flesh had been ripped by forceful impact the scar would be jagged, like Crocodile's. Her fingers drop down to his chin for only a fraction of a second, then abruptly return to a spot on his back as she returns her arm to a simple cozy embrace. Love isn't a word she uses lightly, but it applies to each of her nakama. Naturally it would try to manifest itself in a physical way from time to time, and perhaps a few would find such actions acceptable. But Luffy is different. She will not be so selfish with him.
After what seems an eternity she finally remembers to breathe.]
[It's kind of strange to be inspected but it's a rare thing from Robin and he just closes his eyes and enjoys the warmth of her fingers and being loved. It's a nice feeling. It's why he has nakama, because more than anything else, this feeling is the important one.]
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Tickles in your stomach, you mean?
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After what seems an eternity she finally remembers to breathe.]
Mm. I'll never be done with you, either.
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Thank you, na.