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"I guess you two finally get it. I just used you guys to get what I wanted. You were skilled enough to serve my needs, but boy, were you guys a bunch of suckers," Nami smirked.
"She had you guys completely fooled! It's no use. She's cold-blooded. She betrayed her family for money, so you really shouldn't feel too bad," Arlong heartily laughed.
Nami's eyes went wide, her expression turning sour before she snapped herself out of it.
"If I were you I would just admit defeat and try to forget the day you met her."
"I don't need to. Because I never saw anything in her to be trusted in the first place," Zoro started, smirking.
"If she turned out to be a serial killer, I wouldn't be surprised."
"Fine! Then why don't you just get the hell out of here. I'm tired of your face," Nami barked.
Zoro smirked and shot you a quick look before he pushed himself off the platform, falling into the water.
You knew what he was doing.
You sat there and listened to the fishmen whisper to each other for a few moments before Nami dove in after him.
She plopped him back up on the platform and panted, trying to catch her breath.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked in a low voice so the others couldn't hear.
"No, what do you think you're doing? You're really just a nice girl who can't watch one guy die. Why don't you quit pretending?" Zoro smirked, coughing a bit.
'That was a stupid stunt given his injuries...but I guess I shouldn't complain. It worked.'
"And you might wanna jump in a little quicker next time. I thought I was dead."
"You bastard!" Nami exclaimed, stomping on Zoro's wound and making him howl in pain.
You winced as she hoisted him up.
"Try that again and I'll make sure you die!"
"Really?" Zoro chuckled.
"That's a lot of bandages. You must've been hurt pretty bad," Nami smirked.
"Actually I forgot my shirt. Grabbed these to cover up so you wouldn't get distracted," Zoro smirked.
You rolled your eyes at the joke and turned around as he got socked in the stomach.
'He deserved that one.'
"Tell me. What should we do with this guy?" Arlong asked as Nami walked back over to him.
"Lock him up. I'll take care of him when I have the time," Nami spat.
"Arlong, hey! Arlong!" The blue fishman from before exclaimed, running over.
