[Somehow, Bastien's words light up something inside of Ace. Even though it seems impossible, that there's no way to be a pirate anymore in Genessia, somehow this still reverberates inside of him, bouncing around in his mind that he's got more life in half of him than half of the lumbering idiots ashore. And maybe, just maybe, the freedom that he once felt on the seas with Whitebeard's crew won't be impossible to achieve again.

He just doesn't know how

He's already paid for his bloodline sins. He's come back from the grave to a world that doesn't have the World Government here trying to hunt him down like a dog. If nothing else, maybe the spirit of piracy is alive here in a way that wasn't possible back home, he just needs to find a way to reach that again after today.

Finding out that Bastien spent half his life in this work is impressive. And kind of amazing to Ace.]

You've got a lot more experience than I do, then. I became a pirate at seventeen. [A life in piracy doesn't promise skills or talent, but Ace knows from his time on the Moby Dick that the older pirates as a rule really knew what they were doing. And he hopes to see some of those years of skills reflected in Bastien's work.

Ace gets himself another very long drink of rum, and gets to his feet.] So what's the plan first? I don't wanna step on your toes while we're working.