[It's Mihawk's tone alone that lets Perona know she's crossed the thin line of his patience, and her laughter stops almost instantly. Looking into her journal and seeing him just glowering at her only cements the nagging voice in the back of her mind--
You're in trouble.
Ah...ahaha...ha. She's just gonna shrink down a little bit, and avert her eyes away from the angry swordsman. And very possibly maybe make plans to leave the community building for the night and return tomorrow.]
[Voice]
You're in trouble.
Ah...ahaha...ha. She's just gonna shrink down a little bit, and avert her eyes away from the angry swordsman. And very possibly maybe make plans to leave the community building for the night and return tomorrow.]
I'm sorry, Mihawk-sama.