[ Other locations? Mitsuru makes her life sound so grand that Kaya from Syrup Village almost looks like a potato farmer in comparison. The flash of bashful apprehension in Mitsuru's expression isn't lost on Nami, although perhaps before meeting the rich girl from her crewmate's hometown, it would have been. Nami's no closer to understanding what life must be like when your every need is met, but part of her can't help but wonder if Mitsuru's as trapped in her life as Kaya had been.

Hopefully, not by a murderous butler.

Nami keeps those thoughts to herself, raising an eyebrow instead at the mention of dormitories rather than secondary vacation homes. ]

I live on a ship, kind of what you've got going, but backwards. [ Instead of going to houses all over the place, her house goes to almost any place. ] Were you studying something?

[ That's not hard to imagine either - and if she's doing a little too much imagining Mitsuru, no she isn't. Nami would swear it's all to size her up. The other woman's got a seriousness about her that would suit a scholarly type of person easily, though she isn't sure that's the beginning and the end of the whole picture. ]

Show me something? [ The corner of her mouth quirks upward, turning her head to look at the other redhead. ] It's not the riding crop is it? [ She knows it isn't, she just wanted to tease her new friend about the welcome gift the other woman finds so perplexing. ]