[Then there's a mixture of voices talking to one another. One voice belongs to Nami, and the other is a mellow, soft sound. That...quickly changes.]

[When Nami's voice trails off, the journal is picked up again. There's a reindeer peering irritably into it.]

Another one? Jeez. Fine. Wolfwood, right? If I'm going to be any help at all I'll need your blood types. You know at least that much, or am I going to have to dig out some O-type?