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[The first thing that Ikki does upon finding himself on Isla Empieza is to throw up. It may be due the feeling of being pulled back and forth through a diminute hole at the speed of light, or it may be due the way his brain is drained and then explodes with memories. It takes him a bit to clear his mind, to get a hold of his surroundings, the memories that had been taken and then returned.

As he recovers, he casts a glance around if only to confirm that this isn't his home. He was sent back only to be returned to this world right away. And that's not the worst part of it. The worst part is that he doesn't know how long has it been here. He remembers from others that months here could have been just a few hours for them back in their worlds, and he wouldn't put it past Davy Jones and Chronos to make it be centuries here while it was just a second for him.

The second thing that Ikki does upon returning is to open his journal and snarl at it.]

How fucking long has it been?!

[Even if that's the first thing that he asks, it's not really what he cares for the most.]

Are the Spades still active? [Do people even know them yet? If they vanished and enough time passed it's possible people wouldn't have heard of them.]

Is Selphie Tilmitt still here?!

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Can't say I'm surprised she's gone around saying anything, but I have no idea where she got the idea that I'm into polygamy.

[Wait, should he be worried that she thinks that they aren't each other's one and only? That there can be "others"?]

... Whatever.

[Now isn't the time for this, he will deal with that later.]

Naw man that ain't... shit.

[tfw you know you didn't say something clearly but you'll be damned if you know what or where or how to clear it up.]

Okay so like think 'bout love as like... water. An' some people like me's got it deep an' wide like the sea. But Sel's sittin' in a li'l pond with room for jus' her an' one other person. 'S a deep pond but really tiny. An' y' been sittin' there on the bank a her li'l pond with jus' yer legs danglin' in. But that don't make her happy. Gotta either jump in all the way an' swim with her, or get yer damn legs out so she can invite someone else in.

[And then it occurs to him something else that might have been somewhat murky.]

Not me, for the record. Some other one an' only type she probly ain't even met yet.

[Definitively not the time for this. He doesn't understand easily Namur's metaphors and isn't in the mood to decipher them... Specially not when he has the feeling that it's all a scolding about his relationship with Selphie, much like Marco's.

Because, apparently, they are experts on how his relationship with Selphie should be.]

Can't say I'm surprised you would go with water metaphors.

[And that's all he says because he's not going to have this conversation now. Or ever if he can help it. Last time a Whitebeard started to push him about how he should be with Selphie they both ended in a horrible relationship that ended months later and had done nothing but hurt them both.

No matter how good their intentions are, Ikki's sure that his brothers' advices just suck.]

[It's not advice. It's shit or get off the pot. Namur decided her happiness trumps anything else he might have going on, and he knows for a fact that her and Ikki being forever in a state of maybe, maybe not didn't make her happy at all. She might hurt before she gets happy, but eventually she's gonna find her one, damn it. Be the one, or step off so she can be free to find him.

It's just too bad he thinks he's being straightforward.]

Best way t' clear shit up, dunk it in water.

Why the hell's everyone else linin' up t' beat on y'?

Yeah, but don't do it with paper, it only ruins it instead of clearing it up.

[Which is kind of what he feels Namur's doing right now, and another reason why he refuses to think much about it. He will have to clear up the polygamy thing with Selphie, though. He's not his damned father.]

What do you mean why? I was gone, remember? I was taken away, for real, and while I was with Selphie on top of that. Bet she didn't have a good awakening.

[A sigh.]

A punch or two is the least that I deserve.

Jus' gotta be careful with it an' dry it out after.

[Only cuz Ikki isn't listening but whatever. No one listens to Namur anyway. He's used to it.]

How come y' deserve it? Weren't yer choice t' go now, were it? Ol' Jonesy come by bein' all 'Ey man, I'mma send y' home but only if y' wanna go? Shit, I doubt it.