Law is hard to read sometimes, which he chalks up to their long time spent apart. He'll get there - he always does, or he'd like to think so. Most people are a little more open with their expressions, though, and Law is a puzzle. The anger hasn't changed any from childhood at least.

So after a few seconds spent trying to decipher that statement, he lets it go. "All right. Well, if you ever need to, feel free. If you're going to be around, though, you should know... something," he says, frowning as he shifts to instead slouch forward, arms over his knees. "I don't want it to freak you out. And... maybe you can help. In the year I've been here, I actually died again. And when you die here, you come back changed."