The age of pirates chasing silly dreams is over!
I've always wanted his respect. He was this strong pirate with people who looked up to and trusted him without a shadow of a doubt. He had this… power. This well deserved, arrogant power that you just had to acknowledge and admire. That's why I looked up to him.
I have no use for weaklings on my crew…
He left a comfortable life to become a pirate, right? Because it was "boring"... And he had the nerve to ask to use my Roger. He willingly left that rich life for one of infamy and lawlessness, of so called evil and mutiny. Hah! Some brains he has…
We won't lose! To anyone!
I wanted to follow him, even if it meant to be his underling and always in his tall shadow. I wanted to follow him because he was the pride of the North Blue – hell, of the whole Grand Line! He was what a true pirate should be: strong, sickeningly cruel, and not willing to bend to anyone. He was our idol… but that, everything, ended when he turned against us…
I'll set you free! As free as you used to be.
He already proved himself to be a weakling. Once that happened, there was no place on this crew for him. From the beginning, I've known that. Even with that tribute of gold and with my fake promise of inclusion, there was no way he'd be allowed in. Once a weakling, always a weakling. And he proved himself to be one yet again in that ring of gladiators and Fighting Fish.
I know the extent of my own misery…
I've always known he was a bad man, a cruel one at that. I knew that from the very beginning, he is a pirate after all. There are no "good" pirates; their evil only varied on a scale. I wanted to have his strength and power, an ounce of his ironclad confidence and the ability to strike fear into the souls of those he walked past. He was the man I looked up to, even if he was the one to give no cares about me or my life. I made a promise to follow him, and a promise is a man's pride. I can never go against it, even if it costs me my life. Maybe… just maybe, in death, he'll give me that one ounce of respect I've always wanted from him. Maybe.
Fools have their own foolish ways of doing things...!