The day was reaching noon, and the pirates had abandoned the dock to their ships, all the noise and clamor on the Sunny now. Jimbei had given Toshiro a basic look around the ship, the fishman amused at how intrigued Toshiro was by it all. The only pirate ships he knew were ones from his world's history and those of the Caribbean pirates at Port Royal, a world he held no fond memories of as Davy Jones had tried to come after him. In both cases they held no similarities to the lively vessel he now stood on, with a lively crew that would make Jack Sparrow give up his profession.

Before everyone had come on board, Toshiro had stopped by Dextra and offered his apologies for what happened to Heinrich. She had a small frosty of a drink in her hands made by Sanji himself, who now catered to the older women in his odd, flourishing manner as he made an effort to leave Dextra be.

"None of us could have known the Stigma was as active as it was." Robin was the one to respond in a soft tone. "It is neither the fault of you or the others fighting the Heartless, Chopper who gave the medicine or Dextra herself who attacked. Everyone was just doing what they could, and unfortunately it can't always go right. In fact, it could have been Thursday who got it first, but somehow Heinrich knew to step in. It could have been either one of them to take the fall."

"I understand some things are beyond our control, but I already knew the Heartless was controlling the Stigma to an extent due to how it reacted when I tried to heal Dennis before, and how it stopped me from being able to fight for a brief time. All it would have taken was a warning to wait until we killed it before giving out the cure." Toshiro gave his argument, and why he felt he had to apologize.

"And we should have known about it when Dennis transformed first." Robin countered with a shake of her head. "If there is to be blame, then all of us who were in that room are to blame, not just you. There was simply too much happening and too much at stake already for any of us to remember."

"Thursday hates me though." Dextra piped up with a small voice, causing the two to turn towards her. "When I… changed back, I went to see her. She screamed at me…" She gave a light sniffle and Toshiro looked away uncomfortably; he never knew what to do to make children feel better. "I killed a brother. And she liked him a lot. So I'm just a murderer."

"You only did what you had to do to protect her, eventually she'll see that." Toshiro couldn't tell if he said that for her or himself, remembering some of the terrible things he himself had done, or tried to do, in order to protect a person he saw as family. "Eventually…"

Robin cast the Reaper a curious glance, not missing the odd distance in that teal gaze as the other spoke, but she wisely didn't push it any further. Bad memories were best left alone unless they directly affected others around them, and for now they didn't, so he should be allowed to keep his privacy. They barely knew him after all. All she could assume was he'd been put in a similar tight spot before as Dextra was now trapped in.

Though he wanted to ask about her odd behavior as a harpy, he felt he had upset her enough reminding her of Heinrich and left her be to finish the tour. Then, before he could entertain the idea of trying again, the Straw Hats had returned to their ship and brought their cheer with them. Despite having been up through an entire night, they were full of energy and spirit.

Toshiro made to head to the submarine, since that was the crew he was currently traveling with, specifically for Law's powers, but the cheery group wouldn't allow him to leave until he had lunch with them, demanding he would love Sanji's food and that he must be starving after all the energy he used. While the latter was true, his stomach even grumbling loudly to give him away to his utter embarrassment, he looked over the array of dishes with hesitation. It looked delicious, he couldn't deny that, it just wasn't… familiar. He usually kept to lighter meals and teas, choosing to just eat as much as he needed to keep himself going, but the plates upon plates of dishes on the table looked like a feast meant to stuff yourself full to bursting. He found that odd, using so much food when the intention was normally to save it for the long trips between islands, but once he saw Luffy eating… well, it wasn't hard to understand why there was so much.

That rubbery, Straw Hat wearing Captain could EAT. The Nobody wasn't sure if it was because even his stomach was rubber and so would never feel full, or there was some kind of black hole at the end sucking it up, but Luffy packed food in like he would never see any again for months. His crew mates were practically locked in a battle with him, trying to protect their plates from his stretching hands. Overall it wasn't an environment Toshiro was all that comfortable in, so even though his stomach growled and the smells tantalized his nose, he declined the offer to stay and tried once more to leave.

He staggered a bit as he attempted to walk away, Hyorinmaru jumping to the ground and looking up at him in concern.

"Whoa, hey, you're definitely not looking good." Nami was the one to steady him as she was closest, only Brook and Usopp gathered with her as the three trying to get their small guest to join them for lunch. Pulling her hand back, the navigator noticed something surprising. "You're still bleeding!"

At the exclamation, Chopper joined them in a flash.

"I… guess I forgot about that." Toshiro spoke with a hiss of pain as he reached up to his shoulder. The wound from his fight with the Heartless was no longer bleeding as freely, probably why it had remained unnoticed, but now that adrenaline was wearing off and he was reminded of its presence, it throbbed painfully.

"Here, I can treat it! Let's go to my room!" Chopper was no longer interested in his own meal as he had a patient to worry about, which immediately made Toshiro feel bad.

"I'm fine, really, I can heal it up." He was lying, he barely had the energy to make some frost on the floor, but he wasn't a fan of sitting still in hospital beds, even if not in an actual hospital, and even less of a fan of being a burden.

However, the several days of little to no sleep, using so much energy in the fight – between the curing snow and fighting off the Stigma to get his abilities back he had used up a lot, adding on to that his fight with Hyorinmaru – and also having skipped several meals, Toshiro's body would no longer listen to him. With a tired sigh he stumbled once more, a concerned Nami catching him. He was heavier than she would have expected for his size, but considering he was a fighter wasn't too surprised, he would be mostly muscle. The others at the table, even Luffy, paused in eating to watch with concern.

As much as he cursed his weakness, as soon as his vision went blurry he knew he couldn't keep refusing help or he would get worse, and that was the last thing he needed if he wanted to fix his condition and get back at those who had made him this way. So, he didn't argue when Chopper asked Nami to help him to his room, and just did his best to get there as much by himself as he could.

"I'm not sure how much of an appetite he'll have at the moment, but I'm sure once Chopper gets our friend feeling better he could use a meal." Robin turned to the cook with a knowing grin. "One away from the crowd, even."

"If that's your wish, my Robin!" Sanji obliged to her hints and made a mental note to get the child a meal for later.

Chopper's room, which served as the infirmary as well, was much smaller than the one on the submarine with the Heart Pirates. He supposed that was due to the other Captain being a doctor, most of his focus went to his work. However, the one on the Sunny felt… warmer. It wasn't the sterile metal room like in the submarine, it wasn't the clean washed halls of the hospital he knew from his home. It was a little wooden room with a single bed that Nami helped him sit on. It didn't smell strongly of cleaners or strong medicine, but of herbs and grasses, signs of a healer rather than a doctor. It was rather soothing. He didn't feel as immediately restless or uncomfortable in this room as he had with others. Though his mind still dizzy and muddled, he watched Chopper work away at his counter before jumping over to him with a warm rag to clean around the wound. A cold salve was pressed over the open area to ease the pain and start the healing process, Toshiro letting in a sharp intake of breath at the brief sting. Once that was done, a bandage went over it and he was asked to rest.

"Alright, we'll get you some food as soon as you wake up, okay?" Nami dared to pat the boy's head as she told him this with a cheerful tone.

To her fortune, Toshiro didn't respond to the childish way she treated him, barely able to keep his eyes open.

"Thanks…" He said instead with a drowsy tone. "Thanks, Rangiku."

"Rangiku? Who is – oh!" Though at first confused by the name, the navigator was surprised when Toshiro fell to the side right onto her. He was completely asleep, so instead of throwing him off like she would other guys, since he happened to be just the right height for his head to rest on her more than ample chest, she just sighed, patted his head again, and laid him down properly on the bed. Hyorinmaru promptly jumped up and laid himself over top of his master like a little guard dog. "I wonder who he was talking to…"

"Maybe he thought he was home? Rangiku must be a friend of his, maybe you reminded him of her and it slipped out since he was tired."

"Maybe. Either way, let's leave him alone, we can tell Law he's here later." Nami smiled at her reindeer friend and followed him out of the room, turning back to glance curiously at their guest before she left. He had curled up a bit in his sleep, breathing softly. His expression didn't look as angry or distressed as it had been the whole time they had seen him, his brows no longer furrowed, and it took off a lot of that wisdom and coldness he bared, making him look more his age. Like the others she knew next to nothing about the Reaper, but it was as if finally getting to sleep took several tons of weight off the boy's shoulders, and she couldn't imagine what must always be on his mind to put it there. "Poor guy."

With the lights turned off, she left back to her companions.

Things calmed down after lunch aboard the Sunny. The only Heart Pirate that still remained with them was Dextra, as all the other had gone inside the submarine and remained there, doing what they weren't sure. Chopper periodically checked up on his new patient while the girls tried to keep Dextra's mind off the morning's events.

It wasn't until the sky was starting to turn orange into the next night that Law himself finally left his ship and walked towards the Sunny. The dark circles under his eyes from long hours awake looked darker than ever, and there was an odd glaze to his eyes that warned them he wasn't all there, a slouch to his posture signaling just how tired and stressed he really was. He usually never showed such weariness where others could see.

"Hey Torao! We still got some food if you want any!" Luffy waved his ally up cheerfully, as usual he didn't seem to notice the difference in Law's mood, in anyone's mood really. Off to the side, Dextra hid behind Robin.

"We're stocked up just fine, Straw Hat, I just came to get Dextra and Hitsugaya." Even the surgeon's voice betrayed a hoarse tone they had never heard from him before. "The Log pose has set, it's time we left."

"The dragon tamer is sleeping, looked like he needed it." Zoro replied with a nonchalant shrug. "Chopper fixed up the big hole in his shoulder."

"You look like you could use some sleep yourself, Law, you sure you want to be heading out yet?" Brook questioned the tall man cautiously.

"There's no point in staying…" Law just sighed, really not wanting to argue with them right now.

"I'd prefer to stay here." Dextra spoke up next and the surgeon tensed at her words.

"Dextra-"

"Nobody wants me over there!"

Seeing Law flinch at her shout, the Straw Hats all shared awkward glances.

"That's not true, and we're not leaving without you." He assured her. The small girl gave no answer and turned away, sticking next to Robin. "Dextra…"

"Might I suggest we do some traveling together?" Since the pair weren't going to agree, Jimbei spoke up as a mediator with hopefully a good solution. Dextra clearly needed some space of her own from her family, and the older orphan girl would probably need time away from Dextra. It was best to keep them separate. "Sir Hitsugaya needs his rest as well, we'll make sure he's taken care of, and Dextra is in good hands as well."

"We did get here shortly after you, our Log Poses will hopefully synch up to the same place." Nami added on while looking at the object on her wrist.

"Hitsugaya isn't exactly easy to handle." Law warned with a heavy sigh, already seeming to give up. After all, if they were offering, and they did indeed end up going the same way, he didn't have the energy to argue. It still pained him that Dextra refused to return home, but he could hardly blame her. Thursday was a mess when he reunited with her at the infirmary and made it very clear she couldn't trust the eagle girl right now, even if she was sorry for yelling at her.

"Nah, he can't be that bad." Luffy replied with a grin. Though aware of his uncanny ability to judge one's character pretty well, some of his crewmates did not share his carefree opinion of the Nobody.

"He might do better on your ship anyway, since it doesn't submerge, he doesn't handle heat well at all. Just keep an eye out… if the ice is black, keep your distance."

"If it's black? It changes colors?" Usopp asked curiously.

"Yeah we never did get a full intro on the guy." Sanji put his word in as he let out some smoke from his cigarette in a slow breath.

"Ask him, he'd be more accurate than Shachi and Penguin." Law just waved his hand dismissively and returned to his ship.

They all watched him go for a second before turning to talk amongst themselves, some completely unrelated to the current events as they felt it was none of their business. Jimbei walked over to where Dextra stood by Robin and patted the small child's head.

"You can help us watch over our guest then? I'm sure you know more than we do." He spoke to her with a calm tone and a smile, which Dextra was grateful for, as it wasn't a patronizing adult-to-child tone, just calming.

She gave a small nod.

"Papa's right about the black ice, it means he's upset and not in control. The necklace he's got helps with that." She explained to any close by to listen. "If he has to talk about something he doesn't like from his past or feels we're pestering him too much he kind of snaps, but he can't help it. The darkness is messing with his head."

"Darkness?"

Feeling a little more confident with the curious questions of the Straw Hats rather than the accusing curses of her older orphan sibling, Dextra explained what she felt she was allowed to say about their new guest. Nami held an accusing gaze on Luffy since she felt the Captain would make the Nobody the most uncomfortable and just prayed nothing went wrong. When questions came about the dragon, all she could say was that Hyorinmaru was like Toshiro's other half, and with Law's help they were trying to find a way to return to whole. She had only just met the dragon same as them, and she could still remember that powerful voice from before. Hyorinmaru's absolute dominance had briefly snapped her out of her other personality enough to make her wary of the creature.

"So that huge dragon is like his inner self?" Franky asked with an awed tone. "But he's such a little guy!"

"And that sword we saw was how he manifested that power." Zoro was most interested in this tidbit of information. "A full on spirit inside a sword, now that's something interesting."

"Oh hey, did he ever mention someone named Rangiku?" Nami asked the Heart Pirate.

Dextra shook her head, nothing but confusion on her face.

"He's never really told us about anyone from his home, not by name. Well, except this guy called Aizen, but it's REALLY bad to talk about him to Toshiro. Apparently this guy did something terrible to him." She further explained.

"Oh, is that what happened to Shachi?" Usopp remembered the engineer mentioning how he almost got speared mentioning a touchy moment in Toshiro's past in the Nobody's presence.

"Shachi made a bad joke and I think it hit something too close to home, Toshiro got very, very mad." The eagle girl confirmed. "And it did involve that guy so yes."

"Oh! Log Pose set!" Nami grinned as she checked her wrist again. "Let's forget about that guy then if he's so bad and get moving. Who wants to go tell Law?"

"I'm going to check on Hitsugaya." Chopper replied to the offer, heading up to his room once more. It wasn't so much a reason to NOT go tell Law, but he figured he should make sure their guest was comfortable before they began sailing, and explain things if he was awake when they started moving and he wasn't on Law's ship.

No one seemed immediately eager to go to the submarine and figure out the metal halls to find the Captain and tell him, so Luffy just jumped over to the side where his ally's ship was still docked and cupped his hands around his mouth. A few of his friends had just enough time to roll their eyes as he started shouting.

"HEY TORAO! LOG POSE IS SET!" There was no way his scream couldn't be heard echoing through the metal ship.

Sure enough, Bepo's head poked out after a few minutes in response to the shout. He stuck his arm out to show his own Log Pose.

"Same place!?" He shouted back.

Nami took a pair of binoculars and took a peek at the offered compass since the tiny item was hard to see even if they were docked right next to each other.

"Lucky! It sure is!" She responded with a wave and a grin. "Let's get moving then!"

The polar bear formed his outstretched hand into a thumbs up before vanishing back inside the ship. Franky was already almost done raising anchor for the Sunny, and the sound of metal on metal told them their allies were raising theirs as well. It was time to set off for the next place, the Straw Hats bearing two extra passengers and the Heart Pirates broodingly silent without two of their own. There had been discussions to get Toshiro to bring Heinrich back, but others knew he was a Soul Reaper, not a god. He helped souls move on, he couldn't bring them back, and probably wouldn't. Despite Law's words that Toshiro had no control over the Heartless and therefore the fight was not his fault, resentment still lingered in the crew towards the Nobody who had brought attention to them in the first place.

It would be a rocky trip from here on out.