Law finds a lonely flower clinging to the bare rock not far from their camp. It's lily of the valley – flower of the North. It's nearly impossible to find it here, in the lush islands of the Grand Line.
Next time they meet, he gives the flower to the amazon empress.
"Thanks," she tells him, her voice flat, "Salome will like it."
"Do you know what this flower symbolizes?"
"No. Should I?"
"Humility. Sweetness. Return of happiness."
She shrugs noncommittally.
"So it has nothing to do with me."
He slowly nods. "So it seems."
She is like him, bound and disfigured by her own past.