big ass sunfish

Despite its looming bamboo walls, Tojo was no prison. Admittedly, her request seemed a little strange to the Kaicho, but the more he dwelled on it, the more it made sense when looking at things from a perspective closer to Nami's, he imagined. She came and went like the tides, like migratory whales her calling was out there, not rooted so firmly to one spot. She did not seek out stability, a place to call her own like so many of her kin did, she wanted something different and Hattori could respect it, even if he didn't quite agree with her point of view.

"It still stands. My only request is that you keep our secrets." He was not questioning Nami's character. rather he simply felt like this needed to be said, his expectations laid out on the sand.