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He shuddered again, and his rubbery limbs trembled wildly, like they wouldn’t hold him up, and just as predicted they gave out a few seconds later. Zoro caught him by the collar before he smashed to the deck in that thick pool of blood, and Robin used her powers to drag over one of the overturned lawn chairs, and between the two of them they managed to get their captain sitting down on its edge. Franky stepped subtly in front of the blood stains, using his wide frame to block the view, while the rest of them gathered around their captain worriedly.
“Can’t watch it happen again,” Luffy mumbled, after a moment. The hat was dragged so far down the brim hid his eyes, like he was avoiding looking at them. “I can’t see that again. Not for anything. Never.”
The rest of the Straw Hats exchanged frowns, and they realized what a burden the captain had on his shoulders, how worried he’d been about all of them the whole time without them ever knowing it. It hurt a little, to know their captain apparently hasn’t been okay this long because of them, and at the same time it was reassuring, to know he loved them all so deeply he’d be willing to go to any lengths, even the ones they just witnessed, for their sakes. And they knew, all of them, all at once, that there was only one thing they could possibly do or say to make things better, ease the hurt.
Zoro, blunt and to the point, was the one to break the silence. “You won’t,” he said flatly, “‘Cause we’re not going anywhere.”
“That’s right,” Usopp agreed, with mostly forced cheer and yet a hint of genuine belief that made his words strong anyway. “You don’t think you can get rid of us that easily, do you?”
“Or that anyone else could, for that matter,” Nami added. “We’re better than that.”
The others chimed in with their agreements in their own ways, and Luffy was still as stone, not looking up at anyone. When they fell silent, he took in a single, shuddering breath, and then said softly, so softly it almost seemed weak, plaintive, “You promise?”
“Yes,” eight voices said almost simultaneously, insistently, each one strong and determined.
And it was only then that Luffy lifted his eyes to theirs. And it was the first time in history that any of them saw Luffy cry, really cry, when after months of forced, desperate strength he finally broke and allowed himself to grieve for Ace. It was unsettling to see their captain sobbing, but they didn’t budge an inch, offering comfort simply in their willingness to be there.
After all, they weren’t going anywhere.
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