"I'm not weak," Sanji replied to Zoro immediately, his expression trying to be a scowl and yet not quite managing. "You... You're full of green!"

He let the rather lame comeback hang as Nami approached him. Both arms were at once out wide as though to embrace her, a large grin on his face. "Nami-san, my swan, my lovely! I'm sorry for the delay. Gotta bit drugged, you see. I'm a rabbre... rabble-rouser. But we're all here now!"

Pushing himself off the wall, he managed a mostly steady upright position. The hand that went for Nami's shoulder, however, was more for support than any kind of hug. He did worry about potentially holding the group up even after he told himself that he'd be fine once they got moving.