Based on One Piece Chapters 843, 844, and 845.

This will be a tragedy. You have been warned. Also, Character Death. Again, warnings now.

Dinner was a quiet affair. None of the crew could really look at the others, all of them quietly digesting Usopp's words. Law ate his rice and watched them, trying to stay detached from the situation. He didn't want to get involved. He didn't want to feel anything towards these people. They weren't his crew; he had no obligation towards them.

"What did you mean before, when you warned me not to over-estimate him?" Sanji spoke up, cutting through the silence. Dark circled eyes met clearly challenging ones. "Was that a threat? Are you watching us all now, waiting for your chance to strike?"

Law slowly chewed his rice, swallowed and leaned over to pick up his cup. He drained down the rest of his tea before speaking. "No. I was warning that this might happen."

He had no obligation to them, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that if he'd spoken up sooner, he might have been able to prevent all this.

"What?"

Law picked up a pickled radish with his chopsticks, chewed it slowly as he listened to the breathless word. They were all staring at him in shock. Was it really that amazing that he predicted that this might happen? Did they really know so little about their captain's condition?

"How much do you know about the incident that occurred two years ago?"

Nami's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "You mean, what happened to his brother? What we read in the papers, why?"

He hadn't told them anything about it. He hadn't told them anything. Somehow, he shouldn't feel surprised by this. His heart had been so badly shaken, he probably didn't have the words to tell them. Law finished the last pickled radish and set down his chopsticks.

"Your captain almost died."

That didn't seem to phase them. They looked at each other, as if they couldn't understand why he was bringing this up.

"Because of his injuries, right? I saw how well you tended to the wound, afterward-" Their ship doctor, Chopper, tried to guess. Law minutely shook his head, cutting him off.

"It's true, I barely managed to save his life because of his injuries but that's not what I'm referring to. I'm referring to after he woke up." He saw them start, saw as the realization hit them of what he was talking about. They did know their captain, after all, at least in part. He didn't think, however, they could imagine what had happened. As much as he'd wanted to save Luffy back then, he hadn't had the heart to force him to live. All that pain, rage, hurt, regret, need… He'd been prepared to walk away, to let him die- No, he'd been prepared to let him wear himself out, try to revive him again, and go through the process as many times as he needed, in hopes that the reckless rookie, like himself, might somehow gain the will to live again.

"He nearly destroyed himself after he woke up. Did a real number on my crew and then went on a rampage on the island. He wouldn't stop screaming and raging. In that state, if he'd continued like that, beating everything up with his body, he likely would have died. I don't think he would have cared, though. He was that far gone."

Law stood to his feet, picking up his sword and walking past them. "I don't know what Jimbe said to get him to stop. I imagine it was something about you, though. You should ask him about it." He stepped out into the cooling night to stand vigil. Not just on watch for any attackers but to make sure Luffy didn't accidentally fall overboard due to hunger. Jimbe was already at his post, by Luffy's side. He was the only one who hadn't said anything in regards to this situation.