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[The announcement doesn't come until she's tracked down what's left of her crew and paid a visit to Ace and Sabo to inform them in person. She could wish Sanji and Zoro were here, because she winces at the idea of them finding out on the grapevine before they even return home. But it can't be helped.
Besides, maybe he'll be back before they return. He always has before.
She can hope he isn't.]
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For those that knew him, Luffy has gone home. [She sounds perfectly calm, if a little distant.] He didn't leave anything, so... wish him well.
Besides, maybe he'll be back before they return. He always has before.
She can hope he isn't.]
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For those that knew him, Luffy has gone home. [She sounds perfectly calm, if a little distant.] He didn't leave anything, so... wish him well.
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Good. He's back where he belongs, ne?
[He shouldn't be tied to this place. She glances at Nami, wondering how long she'll stay in the house before going back to the orchard.]
How are your trees?
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She doesn't have to feel tied to this place any more. All bets are off. She lifts her chin a little, and though there's a telltale tremble of her bottom lip, her words are firm enough.] A little damaged from that last storm. They'll be fine.
[I'll be fine.]
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I'll miss him, too.
[she holds out a hand]
Come sit with me, Nami-chan?
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Zoro isn't the close type. (And god no, not after the Valley...) And he's not here anyway. Sanji and Vivi are gone.
Luffy's gone.
Brook...
...]
This won't do.
[But it's muffled against Robin's shoulder, and she doesn't follow that up, just hugging tightly, a tremor running through her as she fights the urge to cry. Maybe she can make this better somehow. Maybe. Maybe...]
I'm home.
[It's all she can offer. She won't be leaving again.]
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[What won't do? Robin is about to ask but Nami's next words make it irrelavent. Robin closes her eyes and smiles, though the backs of her eyes sting. She rubs Nami's back, careful not to jar the wings]
Welcome home.
[She says this evenly, but a few tears slip out anyway despite her best efforts. Home. Nami is home. A little part of what was lost.]