Word Count: 100

Wednesday

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dedication: to all of my reviewers, especially my regulars :3
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He wouldn't eat. The day he woke up he trained until he couldn't stand anymore, and then he trained some more. Law watched him, keeping a careful eye on his current patient.

He watched him rage. Let him grieve. The sun rose and fell, and still, Luffy stayed on deck, stitches pulled and bloody arms sagging in exhaustion. Attentive, he chewed quietly before approaching, throwing a plate down at the immobile boy.

The food went untouched. He sat down. Minutes of a patient silence. Thoughtful.

"…I had a brother once, too," he said.

The next morning, the food was gone.