[WOW, that sure is a backhanded compliment if Perona ever heard one. Sheltered? Excuse you? She has to bite her tongue not to say anything about it, and her face turns sour with the effort to not get mad. Tch...at least he is right that she changed for the better and can do things for herself more than she ever could on Thriller Bark. So, he is correct in a way, but she's still mad he even said something so rude.]

Mmhm...I'm glad I appeal to you better now, then. Though I'll say I had necessity beaten into me, not the New World. If I didn't change my lifestyle, I'd have died. [Not an exaggeration, actually! She had no choice but to learn to cook, sew, etc. The boys surely weren't going to lavish her.]