Artist: Nujabes/Idst - Song: BattleCry - Word Count: N/A
It seemed that his flirting had either gone entirely over her head, or else she was ignoring it. That was fine, he hadn't really expected that to work anyway. Besides, there were still a few hours of daylight left if he really began to desire company. Law put those thoughts aside rather quickly however, when she mentioned trouble. He imagined she was speaking in a more general sense, and not specifically about the harbor, but still, the segue was there. This seemed like the best time to ask about it either way, as he wasn't sure how much further this conversation could devolve into commonplace discussion.
"Well aren't you hilarious. While we're on the subject, has there been any trouble around here lately? I've heard a few stories, which is the main reason I've come to visit, although to be honest part of it was just that I wanted to get out of the rut I've found myself in lately. Same thing day in and day out. You know how it goes."
Law hoped that he would now learn at least something about what had happened here recently, but somehow he thought that this would be too easy. There would most likely be some other obstacle in the way before he could actually discover why this areas ownership had shifted. Another question had also been raised. This woman had mentioned something he'd never heard of before. Zian-Zi. He wondered what on earth that could be, and at the risk of sounding foolish, decided he would ask.
"By the way, you mentioned something I've never heard of. Zian-zi, what is that? Perhaps we could talk about it on the way to wherever it is I'll be sleeping though. For some reason I've been feeling a bit tired ever since i arrived. Not quite sure why, maybe there's something in the air."
Having said that, Law finally stood from the bench he'd been sitting on for the past several minutes, looked around for a trashcan, and in the most obvious display of power ever utilized his room to instantly alter the position of the now empty container he held in his hands. In the blink of an eye it had disappeared, now safely held within the waste bin.
"If you'd be so kind as to lead the way?"