"ARE YOU STILL MY NAKAMA?"
No answer.
Vivi didn't expect one. After all, he was just the Prince of Alabasta and the Straw Hats had been asked to take him home safely. Nothing more, nothing less.
Though Vivi, with Carue at his side, felt hollow thinking the pirate group had never actually cared about him at all. He remembered Little Garden, and Drum Island, even when that awful Mr. 2 came aboard the ship... it was all there, and he adored all of his memories with them.
Vivi wondered what adventures they would have without him. What hijinks would Luka get up to, and what unnecessary thing would Sora and Sana fight over next?
It pained Vivi, to think the crew he owed so much to- defeating Crocodile, stopping the bomb and the war, saving Alabasta, his kingdom- would sail away, off into the sunset, was enough to make him want to cry.
As Vivi's gaze fell, he almost didn't notice Luka's left arm shoot up into the sky.
Sora's followed suit, then Namizou's and the rest of the crew. They had turned their backs to him, but their meaning was clear.
Forever and always, Vivi.
