Vivi kept thumbing the Kujakki Slashers at her waistband. She couldn't help feeling a little nervous. It was one thing fighting to defend herself and her nakama, but another thing entirely to go out to deliberately look for trouble. You're a pirate, she thought. Get used to it.

She felt a twinge of guilt rise up inside her as they passed the homeless littering the sidewalk, but when she saw that Robin did not stop for them, she hurried on. As they continued, the smell of the alcohol grew stronger and more pungent, much more than she was used to. She felt her head begin to swim from the acrid odor and took a few deep breaths to steady herself. Better get used to it.

She nodded at her companion. "Ready."