Gern understood the deeper meaning behind Kizaru's seemingly casual reminder.
His suggestion that Gern occasionally return to Marineford to "show his face" was by no means solely for the sake of his teacher, Zephyr.
(At this point, Zephyr had yet to suffer any great tragedy. He remained a pillar of the Marines, and the Training Camp was in full swing.)
The deeper reason was probably that Fleet Admiral Sengoku had begun, whether deliberately or otherwise, to weaken the influence of this Admiral who had long remained far from the center of power,
yet possessed terrifying strength and the ability to operate independently, within the Marine Headquarters hierarchy.
Remaining on the New World front lines could earn him illustrious military achievements, but it would also gradually distance him from Headquarters' decision-making circles and network of connections.
Sengoku's move was both a reminder and a subtle check on his power.
Understanding this, Gern nodded and accepted the suggestion. "I understand. Once things at G-10 settle down a little, I'll make time for a trip back to Marineford."
At that, Kizaru looked pleased, as if Gern were a promising student. He seemed very satisfied that Gern had caught on so quickly.
However, Gern's next words instantly wiped away that satisfaction.
"Then, until the Heavenly Tribute arrives and passes safely through these waters..." Gern said matter-of-factly,
"let Enel 'accompany' you on this 'escort' assignment, Borsalino.
He needs more experience with official assignments, too."
"Pfft-cough, cough!" Kizaru nearly choked on his own saliva. For the first time, clear cracks appeared in his languid, composed expression,
and even a trace of alarm crept in. He pointed outside the door, his voice rising. "W-wait! Gern! Who did you just say would 'accompany' me?
That... that lightning-covered, self-proclaimed God with something wrong with his head, that delusional... er,