Water. Hn. That wasn't so good. Fire he could fight. Lightning didn't bother him, and he'd been through Whitebeard's earthquakes but wind was too risky and water was something no devil fruit user could do well against. "Call it off," Smoker sat down cross-legged in the Crow's Nest. The fight wasn't relieving Tsuzuki's stress at all, and Smoker was beginning to doubt how well he could hold his own, much less provide a challenge. Strength in fighting wasn't want Tsuzuki needed as much as strength of heart. "Talk. I'll listen and wait it out."