For a moment he figures Law has decided to show off the rest of his tattoos just because. Which is a good enough reason, after all! They're tattoos, they're neat, and he can tell there's more than the ones on just his arms and hands with how the very tail of something had peeked above the neckline of the samurai getup - a little harder now to make it out with the higher collar of the t-shirt.

But it takes all of half a second for him to realize the actual reason. The smile, the heart. More hearts. He in fact does not say anything for a good several seconds, as he's too busy staring with his jaw hanging slightly agape before he realizes and shuts it. Pink blossoms over his cheeks. Oh.

"Law..."

Here he had thought he'd be lucky just to be remembered. With Law alive, with his devil fruit, he had figured for a good long while here in Beacon that the kid would move on, grow up, and maybe think fondly of him and that would be enough. On reading through the papers Pluto had sent him, he'd realized he'd been memorialized in the name of the Heart Pirates, and that was very sweet. Saw, too, that Law's actions through the years had been focused around individuals who had wronged them both, and all right, revenge wasn't necessary but he had taken it (correctly, he knows now) as a reply to what he'd told Law the last time they saw each other, and felt loved.

So all of this isn't exactly a brand new shock, but it's a layer of dedication that is deeply personal and intimate and permanent. Hearts, all over Law's own skin. He lifts his eyes to meet Law's and tries again.

"Law... all that, in memory of me?"