Chester was going to assist Lina in dealing with the thug, but once he saw her fight, he wasn't worried anymore. He grinned. "You're pretty handy with a sword, kid." He had dodged a knife coming his way, a knee into the blade-brandishing thug's stomach, and an elbow into his back sent him onto the floor, where he crawled away, only for Chester to kick him in the ribs, sending him sliding onto a table, falling off, he was shocked, trying to regain his composure. Chester let the others flee, dragging Chrome with them, before they did, Chester stole the man's boots, as he himself was still barefoot. He looked over at Lina and extended his hand. "Nice going, partner." Lina giggled and coyly shaked his hand. The people in the inn gave them a round of applause, and Chester bowed exaggeratedly. *** "I was wondering though...you have that ability to just do whatever you want whenever you want when you feel like it. Where does that come from?" She pondered for a moment before following it up "Alcohol?" and Chester shrugged. "I've never been very good at doing what I'm told, playing after someone else's rules. I was a Marine once, you know? Nothing fancy, just as Seaman, but I grew complacent, bored and feeling trapped in a life not meant for me. So I left, and since then, I've been doing whatever I want, and it's liberating." He began, Lina nodded. "You, a Marine? No way!" He smiled. "So, why the alcohol?" She asked "And why aren't you drunk after three bottles of wine?" And Chester smiled. "I told you I didn't know how to swim. You ever heard about something called a Devil Fruit?" He asked and she shook her head "N-Not really." And Chester nodded. "Well, it's a treasure of the sea - and a curse. It gives anyone who eats one special abilities, but they lose the ability too swim, and the sea becomes their greatest enemy. My body vibrates, quickly. It lets me hit harder - get hit harder, too, that's how I stopped the bullet back at the clothes shop." "So, how did the Alcohol matter?" Chester smiled. "Always liked partying, too. My dad was quite a drinker, so I guess it's genetic." He smiled. "I don't really wanna do anything spectacular, I wanna see the world, but I'm quite a fan of booze, so my dream is to find the best drink in the whole world - a drink fit for the strongest pirate in the whole world." He said, his tale almost a little inspiring. "T-That's.." Lina began, her eyes twinkling a bit with awe, before she thought about it some more. "That's so stupid!" She shouted. "You'll die, Chester! You can't just go on the grandline because you can stop a bullet and you like drinking! Booze can't be worth dying over!" She exclaimed, and Chester rubbed the back of his head. "It's about the adventure finding that drink." He said, as the two walked towards Lina's home, Chester could use need a rest. And a bottle of whiskey.