[ That's an assignment that catches Nami's attention, so much so that she almost forgets that America asked her something first. With a shake of her head and an absent 'um' she starts– ]
A caravel. We were heading towards The Grand Line by way of the East Blue but, something tells me you know those names about as well as I know Ephes, or any of the places here - but...
[ She looks back to the other woman, raising her eyebrows. ] Help me with the mice and I'll make that map for you. [ Because she desperately needs to know what the hell is going on here, and something like a map, not to mention all the information gathering needed to make a good one, feels like the most comfortable way to approach it.
There's no time to talk shop when America calls out, and Nami starts toward the golden flash of the mouse as it scurries across the floor, ducking between two spectators and swooping low to catch it and deposit it in her bag in one motion before getting back on her feet. ]
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A caravel. We were heading towards The Grand Line by way of the East Blue but, something tells me you know those names about as well as I know Ephes, or any of the places here - but...
[ She looks back to the other woman, raising her eyebrows. ] Help me with the mice and I'll make that map for you. [ Because she desperately needs to know what the hell is going on here, and something like a map, not to mention all the information gathering needed to make a good one, feels like the most comfortable way to approach it.
There's no time to talk shop when America calls out, and Nami starts toward the golden flash of the mouse as it scurries across the floor, ducking between two spectators and swooping low to catch it and deposit it in her bag in one motion before getting back on her feet. ]
Nice work.