Late at night it's easier to let your defenses down and talk about yourself, but it's also easier to run into surreal situations: such as doing drugs with your worst enemy, au watching dystopian sinema while drunk.
The story of how Cavendish tries to declare himself to Bartholomew and how Trafalgar Law tries to justify his inconsistency.
From the text:
"You know what struck me about you?" Cavendish mumbled, and Bartholomew invited him to continue.
"You're such an idiot that wewe think there's something good in me." And after all, the green man had expected that answer a little.
"I already told wewe Cavendish, if wewe continue in this way I will think wewe are in upendo with me." A sentence that should have sounded ironic, but Bartholomew had pronounced it with such seriousness that he received the blond's questioning and polished gaze on himself.