[ It's difficult to insult him, so he responds with a quiet huff. ]
I hear that a lot.
[ Well, since coming here. At home it was just sort of this universal truth that no one messed with, but the bar keeps moving around here. But he seems to do pretty well just hauling their cargo up the path until they find the supply checkpoint. When Nami finishes rearranging everything, he places one shaman down among all the linen bags and boxes, then drags the other over. With them locked up, he dusts his hands and then looks to the robe still slung over his arm. ]
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I hear that a lot.
[ Well, since coming here. At home it was just sort of this universal truth that no one messed with, but the bar keeps moving around here. But he seems to do pretty well just hauling their cargo up the path until they find the supply checkpoint. When Nami finishes rearranging everything, he places one shaman down among all the linen bags and boxes, then drags the other over. With them locked up, he dusts his hands and then looks to the robe still slung over his arm. ]
So... now we just have to wear these, right?