[The pirate looks to the door from where he's seated, the tomoe in his eyes spinning once. He hasn't bothered getting dressed for the day - a sign it's still pretty early in the morning - and is wrapped in the robe that Itachi got him for his last birthday. His hands are cradling his tea.]
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[The pirate looks to the door from where he's seated, the tomoe in his eyes spinning once. He hasn't bothered getting dressed for the day - a sign it's still pretty early in the morning - and is wrapped in the robe that Itachi got him for his last birthday. His hands are cradling his tea.]
How are you feeling?