[ Just kidding. He stops. A little abruptly, the motor of his mouth cuts and Law tilts his head to the side just like a confused dog, brow furrowed. ]

The ship? No... after all that. You don't remember what happened...?

[ Did she maybe hit her head during the commotion? Or maybe that creep did something to her memory. Law tries not to make a point of boggling at her for too long (the number of times a day he gets in trouble for that with, like, everyone in the party is a lot), but it's kind of hard to help. Is she actually okay? Fortunately, he has a diverting question to focus on while he puzzles over the rest of this. ]

No, not yet. I haven't found anybody except you. But—they gotta be around here somewhere, right? I know they'll be glad to see you're okay, too.

[ If, uh. If she is actually okay. ]