Danny gladly goes along with the change of conversation. Not least because between learning about how hurt one of his best friends had been and getting a glimpse into what his life could be, what he could be capable of... He had a lot to unpack. But later. Much later.
"I've got a stockpile of video games, if you want. Or we could go out somewhere and do something."
Friendship beats treason!!! Varian heads over them to squint at titles which mean...literally nothing to him. He cants his head.
"Uhhh are any like...action stories? Or- um. Action...games, I guess? I'm still not quite sure how the genres work here. They're different from books."
Yes, Varian. Video games are in fact different from books.
His usual greeting is as exuberant as usual but still, there's a small feeling that there's something off about it. His usual cheer is cut through with a slight strain to his voice.
Hello friend! We should hang out! And spar! I said I'd help you with training and we should definitely do that soon!
Which definitely isn't an excuse for him to avoid his problems and get his mind off things.
[...That was certainly a message to wake up too. Danny doesn't catch on to the undercurrent just yet.]
Uh, sure? I've been wanting to get a start on that. Did you have a place in mind?
[This sounded like a great distraction, and with everything that had been going on lately, Danny was on board with that. Even if doing this outside could be a little challenging with the light situation.]
That's no fun! Nicknames are better. I'll figure something out.
And, it's a sign of closeness for him. Or pettiness, if he's battling someone. He has a habit of giving his enemies the cutest sounding names.
I don't know what you're talking about!
That came out... a little quick. And is followed by some very awkward sounding whistling, that sounds like he's trying to play it casual but failing miserably.
Congrats, Danny! You just learned something new about your friend. He's terrible about lying, apparently.
[Danny was already suspecting this was an argument he was going to lose.]
Do I at least get veto rights?
[Another frown. Maybe Danny wouldn't have picked up on this so easily if he wasn't concerned about all his other friends who were struggling with things this month. But he had, and now he was getting very worried.]
We could talk at the beach if you want. Or somewhere else. I don't know, I think sometimes it helps as a distraction to go somewhere you wouldn't usually go.
For many reasons but mostly because seeing the ocean will likely make him impossibly sad. He's who knows how far away from his world, his home and his friends. His world is filled with a ton of adventures, all linked with the ocean. Not being able to really sail here (since he can't sail on his own, without a crew), will just be hammering home how alone he is in this new place.
Luffy gets there first. He's been avoiding the ocean but when Danny gets there, he'll find that it suits him. Seeing his friend, standing on the beach, staring at the waves, he looks more at home here than he usually does on land.
He also looks sadder somehow. There's something in his expression that, without words, says he doesn't belong on land. He belongs out there, in the ocean, sailing on crazy adventures.
Okay, something was definitely wrong. But Danny wasn't really sure how to help, besides just being here. But a distraction from whatever was bothering him would help, right.
"Not a thing!" he says brightly. "All I know is what I picked up from the fights with the demons, and the other fights I've gotten into these last few months. There was the thing with the dinosaurs and the creepy ghost that tried to drown me and a few other things. Before that I'd never thrown a punch."
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