It wasn't long after Luffy had left the cabin when he became aware of the flurry of activity within it. He could hear Kay's near hysterical voice begging- his captain was actually begging for Robin to help her get off of the ship. The moment that this fully registered with him, Luffy sighed and mentally admitted that he hadn't really anticipated this sort of reaction from her, and was sort of a little bit hurt and kind of a bit equal amount pissed at her reaction.

But it was understandable for someone who had lived as a civilian for a majority of her life, he supposed that he should have realized just how upset she would be with his announcement. It was after all, a life altering decision that changed not just his life but her own.

And so while the two women were going back and forth in a little bit of a shouting match, and most likely fucking up the cabin a bit by throwing shit (he assumed). He quickly and carefully got to his feet and made his way down to the first level of the deck where the life boat and such were and made quick work of punching a rather large hole in the bottom of the one and only life boat that the ship had.

He'd replace it later on at the next island. But for now, it would only give Kay false hope that she could somehow manage to escape him.

And. He. Couldn't. Have. That.

Once he was done doing that, Luffy huffed and made a mental note to make sure that a new life boat or two were on Nami's shopping list once they reached land and then walked back to his previous place and began to sit himself down again when he realized that it was all but silent inside of the cabin.

Which meant that Kay was about to try and make her escape.

Though he couldn't help but wonder what she had done to Robin. Had she knocked her out or just tied and gagged her and stuffed her in a trunk or something?

He'd have to check after he stopped her from getting away. He just hoped that she wasn't hurt too awful bad. Chopper would have a fit if she was. Not to mention Nami and Sanji.

Come to think of it maybe he should just keep Kay from leaving the cabin and check on Robin while doing so. It would certainly stop thing's before they progressed too far. But the only downside to that plan was the fact that she wouldn't see the lifeboat for herself and know that it was now unusable.

Hn. What to do? What to do? He wondered when he heard the door start to unlatch and stiffened where he stood and readied himself for the possible fight ahead as the door finally swung completely open so quickly that he panicked for a split second before the wood slammed into his face, causing him to stagger back and hit the wall and slide down it as Kay ran from the cabin far faster than someone whom had been grieviously injured mere days ago, should.

Jumping up, Luffy slammed the cabin door shut so that it wouldn't be in his way and took off after her across the deck. Her speed held out until she reached where the boat was tied, and then...the last vestiges of her strength just seemed to peter out and she collapsed to the deck. One of her hands was still holding onto the side of the Merry so tightly that her knuckles turned white from the pressure as he jogged over and stopped within reaching distance of her and put his hands on his hips and glared down at her.

"Oi, what the hell did you think you were doing just now? You're supposed to stay in bed!" He practically growled at her, recalling that she didn't seem to like shouting and so made sure to keep his voice from raising to such decimals.

She twitched slightly where she sat, crumbled on the deck of his ship with her head bowed.

"You should really answer someone when they ask you something." He chided as he dropped down to a squat next to her and leaned over a little bit so that he could see her face. It was a little bit hard to see through hair as dark as her own. Upon finally seeing her face, Luffy began to feel more than a little bit alarmed.

He started to reach out and pull her into his lap when he just happened to glance down for a moment and noticed a dark stain spreading across the material of her shirt.

Gnashing his teeth in frustration due just as much to her stupidity as his own, he quickly grabbed her up and set her in his lap and unceremoniously grasped the hem of the shirt that she was wearing and pulled it up so that he could see how bad she was injured.

The moment that his eyes fixed on her newly bleeding wound, Luffy felt himself stare for a moment in utter horror at the sight of her stomach. It was a mangled mess to his eyes. Much like meat that had been ground up.

How the hell had she survived this? He wondered as he dropped the shirt back into place and put his hand over the wound to apply pressure on it to staunch the bleeding as he screamed for Chopper.

This time when Chopper began working on her- she was in his arms with half of the insides from her stomach barely inside of her body. This time, she was fully conscious and aware of every pain, every agony, every tear that she shed while she was being worked on.

But what was more, was that Luffy and the others were aware of it too.

And though no one besides Robin and Chopper had had anything to do with her so far, the others were still as horrified and shocked as he was. So when Chopped finally managed to stabilize her enough to carry her back to the cabin and finish treating her, Luffy merely sat where he was.

His mind a million miles away. And his expression reflecting that fact.

He didn't know how long her sat there, staring almost vacantly down at his hands where Kay's blood had dried on his skin. That sickly shade of scarlet. The painful smell of copper and pennies- all of these things seemed to swarm his senses as he thought, She could have died. She could have bled to death right here in my arms.

And if she had? What would he have done then?

As time passed, he gradually became aware of his friends each coming to sit down beside him. Zorro on one side of him, Usopp and Sanji on the other. Robin and Nami were with Sanji trying to distract themselves, just in case.

And finally when Luffy returned to himself, he let out a soft chuckle that was several shades too dark and broken sounding to be mistaken for anything like actual amusement and said, "She could have died right here in my arms, with her blood on my hands. And yet my heart is hurting. Why is that?"