Brook supposed that staying aboard the ship with Chopper at that port had really saved his skin. Not that he had any skin to save, being a skeleton, yohohohoho! Had there been the usual noise that was involved in their general shenanigans, the musician guessed he would have been less surprised; as it was no one seemed to really realize what had happened until they were starting to leave. br
Luffy had aimed to rocket toward lunch, like usual. What had happened was him landing dumbfounded on his face, entirely unstretched at all, with surprise and concern echoing equally across the crew. The poor boy had been complaining of being stuff and uncomfortable since, and had trouble sleeping even. Chopper was of the understanding that it was because of the change in how his body worked; being unable to move as freely as before, bound to the limits of the human body, had to feel strange and unnatural for someone who hadn't for a long time. Brook admitted that he didn't know much about stiff muscles as a skeleton, and took a personal pride in the fact his captain still laughed at the
Nami had nearly drowned in the bath later on, from which Robin had saved her with no issues at all. When the navigator found that it was because she was now rubber, the fit she pitched was legendary. Brook wasn't complaining; he had been in the right place and the right time for a perfect panty shot, even if it had gotten him knocked literally across the ship.