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[VIDEO] And he has absolutely no idea.

[This absolutely isn't the island he was heading for. And, what's worse, his crew, the Heart Pirates, don't seem to be here.] [This is some kind of a nightmare, isn't it?] [Probably not. For a nightmare, it's not nightmarish enough, and much too dull.] [After familiarising himself with this strange new kind of Snail here, he quickly decides to use it to transmit.]

Alright, who's responsible for this? Show yourself, let's get it over with. I'd find you, but I'm in a hurry now.

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[Oh, no. No, he really doesn't remember, or wasn't there at all. This is why he wanted to know what Law had last seen. Just the sight of those shimmering eyes moments away from welling with tears brings him right back to their meeting a week or two ago, how they had cried all over each other until neither had anything left to give. He can feel it rising in his throat, too, that flood of emotion, and tries to blink it back and stay strong.]

I... You told me, when people go there and return home, sometimes they don't remember. I remember it all, though, even if you don't. Law, do you know where you are? I can find a way to get to you. I have so much you need to know.

I don't know what you're talking about. Who how are you Cora-san or not, I must know

Of course I am, Law. I-

[God, that poor thing is always trying to hide his emotions, it's no wonder he's using text. The very thought of Law crying over this causes him to bite his own lip to keep his own tears back but it's not working well. His eyes grow watery, his voice wavers.

The video feed remains on as he looks over his shoulder, then relocates to a side street in the town he's currently in. With a spoken "Silent" and a snap of his fingers, he's able to more comfortably have a private conversation, and makes sure the upload is private as well now that he has learned how to do that.]

My name doesn't register on the network after I had my SmartSnail modified. Doffy is here, and I know he'll stop at nothing to kill me again. Law, I've been looking for you nonstop. Please. I'll explain everything, just tell me where I can find you.

[Law does respond to that video immediately.] It's enough to look at him to see that yes, he's been crying. There are tears flowing down his face, still, but he quickly wipes them away.]

He's here?! Then you shouldn't have called me at all, Cora-san, that's dangerous! Where are you?? I'll come to you, immediately!

[He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself instantly, and then, declares, with utmost determination and belief in his ability for that,]

I'll protect you, Cora-san.

[But suddenly, he looks down, and when he speaks again, his voice is quivering.] That is, that is- that is, if- if you are Cora-san. I-- please-- you -- just... tell me--

[Because he still doubts, how can he not? He-- what's he supposed to think?! More than anything, he'd give anything to believe, but, but-- And then, new tears. Sorry. Hasn't cried everything out yet, apparently.]

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Worth the risk.

[And they're both better off if they stick together. The irony of Law being the one to protect him is not lost on him, but he's seen the power he wields now. Knows how much he's capable of. He's heard, too, and had it confirmed by some of those Straw Hat kids, that Law sliced through an entire island. Killed Vergo. Managed, with assistance, to imprison Doflamingo, which is why his brother's reappearance was a shock to him. But perhaps that's just now the world works now. He died, and was brought back. His brother roams free and terrifying. Can't have the good without the bad, it seems.

The tears break free like they were bound to do, and he swallows hard and wipes a sleeve across his face before he continues. The least he can do is try and speak clearly between the little hitches in his breath that threaten to become sobs outright.]

I - Law, listen. I took you to every hospital in the North Blue. Where the boat couldn't go, I carried you myself. I... Your name is Trafalgar D. Water Law, you hate bread and umeboshi, and I love you more than anything else in the world. I promise. It's me.

[It's him. It's really him. Actually, utterly him. It is Cora-san, isn't it, it must be... nobody else---!!]

Cora-san--!

L-let's meet, I- you- let's- please...

[He's crying now. And trying to hide it.]

[Despite the tears that run down his cheeks, despite the sniffles, he smiles. Poor Law. He remembers the first day he came back to life. How shocked he had been that Law didn't hate him. How Law had cherished and protected his memory of their time together, cut too short too early. It's so painful to see that he's forgotten it all again but they will have plenty of time to catch up once they've found each other for the third time. All he wants is to wrap the boy up in his arms and hold him close like when he was still a child, and together they can be each other's shelter against this strange collision of worlds.]

Do you know where you are? There's another version of me who has airships, and he can probably bring you to me, or me to him. I'm on Grandeur Island right now, in the New World.

I- that's-- give me a second, Cora-san!

[Law checks, then gives Corazon the coordinates.]

Oh, you're not far, I think. Not that distance and time mean the same thing in the New World. Okay. Sit tight and I'll arrange something. Try not to, uh. Well, no, if you get suddenly thrown to some new island just let me know as soon as you can. We can't control that.

[But by hopping on board an aerial equivalent of a party cruise ship docked at Grandeur that seems to be going the right way, and then making his way across the sea on a few other trade ships, he should be able to get there. It takes a couple of days. Nothing about moving with intent is fast, not like accidentally being flung from place to place. He keeps Law updated the whole way, though.

And so days later he finally disembarks on the shore of the island those coordinates ought to have come from. Hopefully. He's tired, he's so tired after all of the running around he's had to suffer through ever since he somehow came back to life and finally it feels like there's a chance he might get to rest. One more time, he pulls out the phone and sends a text.]

I'm here. At the port. Where are you?

Haven't been whisked away anywhere. Still here. I'll come, wait for me!

[Then wait he shall, as he smiles at the received message. It's a small island, a basic port, he'll be easy to spot in his feathered coat and heart-tailed hat. Hasn't had time to do his makeup yet today and as he takes a seat cross-legged on the pier he considers doing that now, but his hand comes across his pack of cigarettes first. Must be fate. He'll just sit right here and smoke, his heart leaping with the chance to see Law again, as he stares in the direction of the town and hopes to catch sight of that spotted hat.]

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