Lorenzo Remei
The pirate yelped in surprise, but even if he wanted to there was no way he could escape from the blonde girl's grip. "H-hey! Later, just not now!" He uttered awkwardly, perhaps for the first time in a long time actually feeling embarrassment. All he could do was look at his friend's teary face and think to himself that he had finally done it. He felt awful, and seeing her like this only hurt him even more. To think he'd have made a girl, his comrade cry like this; how could he even call himself a man?
No. No more. He wouldn't cry or run away anymore, especially not from her. If her feelings were true, if this was all real, then she deserved an explanation more than anyone. For a moment, he just couldn't even look at her, instead he glanced at his feet and chuckled. This was too much, even a crook like himself couldn't laugh at something like this.
"You know, it's actually funny. I thought you were dead. That and, well, I was busy crawling out of the grave meself."
Suddenly, there was a burst of fire, bright and blinding. In the distraction, and thanks to the sudden burst of pressure, the pirate managed to slip out of his clothes in the blink of an eye like a bar of soap someone gripped too hard. It didn't take much thinking for him to act in this situation. No, it was because it was this situation to begin with, he couldn't think about anything at all.
His body just moved on his own, and faster than he could even realize it, he had ran right up to his old friend and hugged her with all his strength, not even uttering a single word.
"It must've been hard for you. I'm sorry." The words finally escaped his burning throat,and so Lorenzo finally felt relieved.
