Robin entered the bathroom. She wasn't sure she wanted a shower, but if it meant that she was able to be alone a few minutes, then it didn't matter. She started to undress herself, with caution. Even the simple movements needed to complete this routinely task were taking a lot of effort and pain. When she managed to pull her dress off, she felt a bit nauseous. Maybe she was more injured than she thought. The amount of blows to the head she had received were the most probable cause for the nausea. She then proceeded to remove the bandages Chopper had put around her stomach.
When she was naked, she looked herself into the mirror. She was completely beaten: beside the stabs in both sides of her stomach, courtesy of Funk-freed, she had a good amount of bruises all over her body. The right side her body was full of small wounds, a consequence of Spandam dragging her through the Bridge of Hesitation. She had a fair amount of other bruises in her face too, that were starting to turn purple. She would probably end up with a black eye tomorrow. Her arms ached a lot, partly because of the wounds that the sea-stone cuffs had produced in both of her wrists, and partly due to the uncomfortable position she was forced to maintain because of them, with both of her arms trapped behind her back. She guessed that she probably had a dislocated finger as well. But the worst part of it was the unbearable headache. She took a tuft of hair apart, and discovered a wound in her head, with dry blood sticking the turfs remained together.
Afterwards, she went to the shower, and prepared herself to deal with the imminent pain she will feel once the hot water get in touch with her injured body. Once she was there, she couldn't help but cry silently. She remembered all the words Spandam had said while beating her, and recalling them was even more painful that the burning sensation she was feeling throughout her body. After their brief conversation, Zoro remained on the deck. He knew there was something off with Robin, but he couldn't understand what it was. He spotted Nami in her way to the women's provisory bedroom, and he decided to approach her.
-Oi, Nami
-What do you want, Zoro? I'm tired and I want to rest.
-Don't you think Robin is acting weird?
-What do you mean?-to Nami's surprise, she wasn't the only one that had noticed that something was happening with her crewmate.
-I mean, she seems…conflicted- Zoro said in a serious manner.
-Maybe you are the problem- said Nami- Weren't you the one that kept repeating that you didn't trust her?- She was saying that to tease him, but she truly believed it.
-Oi, this is not my fault- said Zoro- do you really think it's that?-he asked, now feeling a bit guilty for doubting her intentions.
-I don't know- replied Nami- But you're right. Something's bothering her. Before dinner, she hadn't heard me walking towards her. I was going to ask her, but I felt it wasn't the right moment. And she didn't eat her dinner. I mean, we all saw Luffy stealing her food, but if she would have wanted to eat it, she would have not let Luffy take all of it.
-She just rejected Chopper to check her wounds- said Zoro- she promised him she will let him do the physical /br /-Hm…I'll check her tonight- Nami was truly worried, and it was visible on her face- Maybe I'm able to get her to talk about it. But I doubt it. Robin can be pretty secretive with her stuff. What will you do?
-I'm gonna take the watch.
-If you're caught training, I will increase your debt- said Nami with a smirk- You know that Chopper had forbidden you to train until you're recovered.
-Yeah, I know…greedy witch- Zoro mumbled, going to the crow's nest.
Robin was starting to feel tired. She had been dealing with her emotions for fifteen minutes now. She cried out all of her doubts within that time. She didn't know how to cope with the situation. It's not like she has been in a similar one before. During her whole life, she had had a lot of reasons to die, but almost none to live. The only thing that kept her alive was the responsibility of seeking for the True History. Nothing more. And now, she had people who trust her, people who liked….love her. People who was willing her to live. That was a feeling that she had not felt since Saul's last words. And it was both comforting and distressful at the same /br /She decided that if she stayed more time there, people would start to suspect that something was wrong with her. And she really didn't want to talk about it. No one could understand the problem she was having with accepting love. So, she got out of the shower, strive to put her night clothes on, and walked silently to the women's bedroom.
