Junebi listened attentively as the man, introducing himself as Hafthor Seastar, King of Dressrosa, the hometown that Daenys hailed from began to explain who he was and how much he'd care for Daenys. Along the way, Junbei noticed the man was the sharing type, and he'd let him control the flow of the conversation, interjecting where needed be. "Nah. That was nothing... I wasn't really doing anything as Noble as helping her out. I just don't like when people use power to induce fear. Power should be use to regulate... so people who are less fortunate don't need to worry about anything but living." Junbei chimed in. "Mhm. I agree. She's special to me to. She's the first woman I've ever called a 'sister'." Junbei grinned slightly, not sure if sibling love was a topic he'd be experience enough to speak on. "I don't know... I guess she makes me a bit happy. I think all my crewmates have a different effect on me. That's why I want to travel with them. Selfish I know, Rishi Rishi. Daenys makes me want to spoil her... Bojack... he's so cocky... I wanna punch em'. Nico... I just hope he doesn't end up with too many kids... Octavia's a childhood friend... Charlotte... is scary." Junbei rattled on to Hafthor about his crew. As Hafthor listened, he'd talk about getting his daughter in one piece, "Of course. I'd die doing it too. For all of my crew." Junbei said grinning. Hafthor would then go into a story about his days on the seas, whether it be as a Pirate or just an Adventurer, who knew, but Junbei loved tales about the sea, it made him remember the days he and Isabella would read the monthly Coo and romanticise being Pirates, it was a memory he'd been fond of and it always put Junbei in a very chipper mood, especially after he came to peace with her memory. A fruit placed on the table seemed to be an old trinket from enemy well fought.

"Your an interesting man. You're giving your daughter the abilities of a former foe... Interesting way of thinking old man." Junbei grinned patting him on his back, repeatedly in a friendly manner. Leaning on the man slightly, "However, making your daughter immortal... and freezing her ageing as it sounds... You have a pretty interesting fetish old man, Rishi Rishi." Junbei said, in a taunting tone. Sliding the fruit directly in front of him, he'd pause for a moment, shutting the chest that it was decorated in, a golden chest filled with Dressrosa Crests and Sigils from the Royal Throne. "It's nice. I've always wondered what having a Father was like... listening to you talk about her... Makes me wonder what I'd feel being a father myself." Junbei's said, his thoughts wondering. Grinning, "But nah. I would make a horrible dad. I'm too interested in music and travelling." Junbei exclaimed. "Besides... The only woman I'd want to raise a family with is gone." Junbei thought to himself, the idea of him uttering those words would leave a bad taste in his mouth and for a single moment, a somber expression would fill the Yonko's face before quickly bouncing back. Finishing off the rum, he'd scoop the chest off the table. "I'm pretty sure Daenys is looking for me right now. I should probably get back. Are you coming? I'd be sure she'd be ecstatic to see you again." Junbei inquired.

As Hafthor told him of his journeys on the seas, the birth of Daenys and how fatherhood had changed him, the Yonko sat in silence, absorbing the man's wealth of experience. His sensei would often tell him, a great man boasts of his accomplishments but a wise man continues to learn until the end of his days. This quote has always opted Junbei to be a wise man, or at least attempt to be. 'The Drowned', he thought about his own epithet, how it wasn't as crude in comparison and chuckled a little. Once the man had denied coming to see Daenys, he'd snatch the chest of the table, coupling it under his arm, "I'll make sure Daenys inherits your will." Junbei said, pointing towards the box with his free right hand. "I don't how you used to be back in the day old man... but if there's one thing I learned from this whole conversation. You love your daughter. I think I have a new song from this experience. I can't thank you enough." Junbei said, turning towards the man and bowing. "It'll be tough for Daenys... We'll face many enemies... and go to lands where we are the aggressors. I promise I'll protect her. Hell, she might end up even saving me a few times, Rishi Rishi." Junbei stated, as he turned to walk away. Exiting the pub, the smell of the liquor hovered over his breath, closing his eyes, he'd begin to sense again for Daenys, by now, her aura had become familiar to him.

Travelling west for a few steps, he'd arrived back at the Chocolate Shop he was previously kidnapped and at the exact moment Daenys came out of the shop looking worried, she hadn't turned in his direction yet. Entering into his intangible state, he'd snuck up behind the woman. Placing his chin on her shoulder, "You look lost." Junbei whispered into the woman's ear, in attempts that it would jump her. This had been the closest Junbei had ever been to Daenys, however, his playful nature with life and people prompts him to act out. It would be for a quick moment before he retracted his body backwards, hopping two steps back. All that flowed through the Yonko's head at the time was, 'She smells nice.'. It was at this point that another memory flooded back into his head, something that he'd long forgotten. It'd be an image that prompted the Auburn Songbird to cry, it was a vision of him and his mother, walking holding hands in this unfamiliar place. How could this be? Didn't she die at childbirth? It's when all of these thoughts came full circle, that he pieced all of the memories he'd regained before with this one moment. Junbei passed out.

It was warm, it was if Junbei's body was floating. He knew he wasn't currently awake and knowing his tendency of having psychotic fits at time, he was actually quite nervous. Last thing he remembered was Daenys scent, why was it so familiar, was a perfume that was common from Dressrosa? Mother. Yeah, the scent reminded him of his mother. It was at this point that tears trickled from Junbei's sleeping eyes, his mother hadn't died birthing him at all. Junbei remembers walking holding her hand, traversing through his hometown, her grinning smile that brought him so much comfort.

Curdled in his mother's arms, "Rishi Rishi... Today will be our last day together, June Bug." Carmella said, placing her chin on her son's messing Auburn hair. Reading the book before him, "Why momma!?" Junbei exclaimed, sadly pouting. "Well... I have to go on a journey to somewhere far away. Remember... This world is only one of the many realms... I've been a human too long." Carmella said, choking trying to hold back her tears. "AH! IF YOUR NOT GOING TO BE HUMAN ANYMORE, WHAT WILL YOU BE MOMMA!?" Junbei exclaimed. Moving her head onto Junbei's shoulder, the woman would hug him closely, kissing her son on his cheek. "I think I'll be a Songbird. I think my voice is quite pretty don't you?" Carmella asked smiling. "Nah. Your singing sucks!" Junbei exclaimed, tossing the book laughing. "Rishi Rishi!" Junbei laughed. "Rishi Rishi..." Carmella laughed. The room the woman sat in cracked open, as the door extending inwards, light from the hallway crept in. "It's time. Mother." Jessica said coldly. "Yes, I know, Jessie-" the woman said affectionately only to be interrupted by Jessica's screaming. "DON'T CALL ME JESSIE YOU BITCH!" Jessica shouted, Carmella tried to cover Junbei's ears. "Of course... You'd spend your last moments with your demon spawn." Jessica said, clenching her fists in anger. Getting up from Junbei, the woman would kiss him on his forehead. Singing a calming lullaby, Junbei fall into a deep slumber. Walking towards the door, Carmella would try to embrace to Jessica to but the woman's plea would be pushed away. Outside the door, guards escorted Carmella into the hallway, towards a dark room. This was the last day Junbei saw his mother and the next day, he was abandoned on the South Blue Island of Gorgo. Gorgo was an island that was rare for it's species of fauna, animals that could be found no where else in the world. With it's jungle like terrain, Junbei was tossed from the family's boat onto the shore, and the vessel sailed away.

Running into the water, chasing after his family's abandoning vessel, tears and snot would run from Junbei's ears and nose. His cries inaudible, he was a mute since the day his mother died. Unable to talk, sing or even scream loudly, Junbei sat in silence, this was the first occurrence of Junbei's mind breaking. Shortly after this, he was found, starved out and dying, and sold off as an orphan to the marines research facility on Base #45. Opening his eye, his left hand would feel warm, his eye patch removed, his right eye closed shut with a scar, and his bright Royal Purple eye shone brightly, looking at the worried expression of Daenys. "Rishi Rishi... Who died? Why do you look so sad, Daenys!?" Junbei exclaimed grinning. After a few moments of looking around the room, Junbei noticed he was back on the Dutchman. "Weren't we in town... eating chocolate? Oh!? I met your old man! Where's the chest!?" Junbei shouted, looking around the room frantically looking for her father's heirloom. Noticing it on the dresser, he'd exclaim a sigh. However, was the memories he just recollected true? If so, Jessica was truly sick. Tears welled in his eyes, not in anger or sadness but pity.

"To think my own sister... would make me feel I killed my mother. What a cruel world." Junbei murmured to himself.

Placing his hand on Daenys head, he'd ruffled her hair as she was clearly scared to death about Junbei passing out. Though, this changed everything about how Junbei interpreted the dynamic with his family. If what he'd remembered was true, his mother was sentence to death but how did he play a part in that? Why was Rebecca so cold to her on the final day of her being? What did this all mean? In the future, both the Songbirds and Junbei would find the answers to these questions but as for right now, Junbei would handle the situation here and now. "Your dad left this Devil Fruit as a keep sake. Apparently, it'll let you turn people into toys. Though, I've never seen anything like that. Mind you, I'm made out of sound so anything is possible. Rishi Rishi." Junbei exclaimed grinning. "I could tell one thing from your Father... He does love you greatly. I'll do my best to make sure you get to see him again in one piece. The road I'm about to walk down will be a dangerous one." Junbei stated.

"Whether you eat the fruit or not, is your decision. I'm sure it might help the Songbirds out greatly but my main concern is whatever you want to do. We're a team after all." Junbei declared. "Now." the Yonko said, climbing out of bed, stretching. Taking in a deep breath, as Junbei stood wearing only his boxer's at this time, the man's body filled with various scars shone true of his story to this point. The claw marks from the Tigers on Skypiea, burn under his heart from his conflicts with Kipp, the various smaller cuts from his fights during the Tres Iron Lotus War and finally, the bruises from his recent conflicts on Gubo. "I'M STARVING! DAENYS! WHAT' DO YA' HAVE TO EAT!?" Junbei shouted grinning. As the wind from the upper deck and the rooms windows trickled into the room, the smell of fresh wind mixed with the scent of settled limestone in the water below the vessel lying in the underground passage made for a refreshing yet, unique, strong smell, a smell he'd only smell on Gubo and Gubo only. Completing his stretches he'd watch and listen to Daenys attentively, with the thoughts of today still laying idle in his thoughts.

As Daenys opened the chest, Junbei recollected the first time he'd eaten his Devil Fruit all those years ago before the fame and well into his days as a rookie. It was the most awful thing he'd ever eaten in life, however, he didn't want to ruin the experience for Daenys, whether she ate the fruit or not was decision she'd have to make. In Junbei's case, it worked out great for him, he'd gain a Devil Fruit ability that'd made him the famed Pirate that he was today. As she bit into the fruit, the disdain expression on the woman's face was more than enough to make Junbei chuckle slightly, it reminiscing on his own experience. "Takes like trash doesn't it? Rishi Rishi" Junbei asked, chuckling playfully. "Well. It's not a Zoan. I think. You haven't turned into an animal. And the bed isn't a toy... you sure your old man has all his marbles in place?" Junbei inquired innocently. "Right. The Kitchen. You saw it? I apologise for it's current state in advance." Junbei exclaimed. Climbing out of bed, Junbei would go for his long black dress pants, his black undershirt and his jacket to clothe himself from his semi-naked state. Tying his trademark headband around his forehead, he'd grin saying, "Alright. I guess it's time to clean up!" the Yonko exclaimed.

Later that day, Junbei and Daenys along with the ship grunts, worked on cleaning the kitchen as a unit. It was a create team building experience that garnered Daenys the respect of all of the men, as she commanded them to place each of the ingredients from their trip in town in various cabinets around the Kitchen. Which were either filled with cobwebs or roaches, or both, nonetheless, afterwards, the Kitchen was spotless and almost a breath of Fresh Air on the dreary themed vessel. With the kitchen done, Junbei plop into a chair, with only him and Daenys being in the room, a bottle of Sake laid on the table. It was a rare rice wine, not very strong but it was perfect for ceremonies or special occasions. Getting two cups from the cabinet, breaking his arm away from his body using his Logia capabilities, he'd retrieve the glasses, pour one shots each for Junbei and Daenys. "In the South.. There's an old saying that goes if you share a drink with someone and throw the glasses into the seas, you'll be that persons 'nakama' for life." Junbei said proudly. Sliding a glass to Daenys, "Shall we make it official Daenys.... I swear to be the Brother who protects you no matter what. Until the day you return to Dressrosa and afterward regardless of your decision or troubles, Rishi Rishi." Junbei would exclaim grinning.

Home? Junbei never truly had a home other than the seas, being an orphan, the concept of having a place to return to created a special place in his heart for Daenys words. However, it was a bitter sweet moment, in the end. For the path Junbei walks, the title he dreams to possess, all the men and women who'd held the title before him had never even lived long enough to enjoy the fruits of their labour. It was cursed in a sense, yet, why did Junbei chase Pirate King? Why did he make alliances with people and form new nakama? The main reason in the Auburn Songbird's mind was simple, he'd always wanted to simply see things he'd never felt before, his own personalised Selfishness. "I live for the day I'll get to throw a big feast in Dressrosa. I already know which songs I'll perform too. Your voice is pretty good! Maybe we should do a duet as well. It'll be a good memory for both of us to keep. Though, if your Queen of Dressrosa, and I'm King of the Pirates, we probably shouldn't be seen in public, Rishi Rishi." Junbei exclaimed, chuckling heartedly.
The soft hue that refracted off her purple eyes made him knew that though this being just a mere ritual of words, the sentimental meaning was so much more, a moment he'd come to add to his memory book of Songbird moments. They'd sit in conversation for a while, Junbei would trade stories about his days in Base #45, of Isabella, his story with her and the eventual conflict finding out she was a Cipher Pol Agent manipulating him for a mission. He'd talk about how he came to possess Iron Lotus, and he'd listen to her about stories of Dressrosa, what it was like being a Princess? Was she a spoiled brat or a benevolent successor in the waiting? All responses Junbei would be fine either way or neither, the room lit warmly, the duo rattled along, on old creaky haunted Vessel.