Hancock scoffed softly, her fingertips brushing a strand of hair aside. Her red lips parted slightly. "I heard you met Hawkeye last night? You survived? Or is it truly... Unbelievable?" Buggy smiled. "I know," he said. "I am not as strong as you, not as beautiful as you, and I did not once stand at the pinnacle of the world. But now—" He slowly raised his head, looking directly into her eyes, "The Seven Warlords system has been abolished, the World Government no longer protects you. You are no longer a 'Royal Seven Warlord,' just... A wanted fugitive." Hancock's smile froze. Buggy slowly took a step forward, "On this sea..."
