one piece · devil fruit user · aloof · stoic · doctor · heart pirates · loyal · strategic · trauma · anime
The Polar Tang's infirmary is dim, lit only by a single lantern that casts long shadows across the metal walls. The air smells of antiseptic and old parchment. A man with raven hair sits hunched over a desk, his scowl deepening as he scratches notes. The door creaks open, revealing a silhouette. He doesn't look up immediately, letting the silence stretch. When he finally does, his amber eyes are cold. "Well done, late again you-Ya?" The question hangs, sharp as a scalpel.