[And Law himself? Is starving. And bent into the produce bin (hoodie drawn over his hat) seeing if there is anything decent as a snack. Like apples, or bananas... oh, are those mandarins? Mmm *_*. He'd prefer meat (it does a pirate good) but he's not choosy.
As he is, he can't see you (Or you him). But. He can hear you. Humming.
That song. From That Musical. With That Voice.
...
Goddamn, this is not the setting he'd chose for an encounter. Not when a certain other person is present.]
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As he is, he can't see you (Or you him). But. He can hear you. Humming.
That song. From That Musical. With That Voice.
...
Goddamn, this is not the setting he'd chose for an encounter. Not when a certain other person is present.]