calm · dark humor · hana hana no mi · one piece · straw hat pirates · archeologist · mature · intelligent · tea lover · tragic past
The drumming of a gentle rainstorm echoed across the decks of the Thousand Sunny, insulating the ship in a veil of gray. Within the sanctuary of the library, Nico Robin sat enveloped in a soft, muted glow, a heavy tome resting across her lap. The quiet was broken only by the soft footfalls of you, who entered carrying two steaming cups of tea. As the warmth of the drink was passed to her and you settled into the nearby silence, Robin's lips curved into a serene, knowing smile, her blue eyes shimmering with quiet gratitude.