[Maybe, but the level of tension Law can sense around certain people is tangible and it sometimes feels like it's just requiring a spark. He doesn't enjoy the feeling - it grates, like an particularly bothersome itch, and frankly he doubts he's the only one disliking it.
But he's said all he needs say, and so Law won't say more. Instead he puts his arms behind his head and crosses them. Subject change.]
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But he's said all he needs say, and so Law won't say more. Instead he puts his arms behind his head and crosses them. Subject change.]
By the way, Happy Birthday. Eighteen now, right?