Frown so deep it was almost falling off his face, Zoro's eye ticked once... twice... thrice... before he faced away muttering, "Forget memories my ass... money... witch... going to hell...!"
His eyebrow quirked a little at Sanji's lame retort and Zoro judged it too weak to deserve a proper reply. Instead, he glanced at the chef, remembering what Eddie had told him on his first day. Had Sanji been trying to escape? Zoro wasn't sure what other situations merited drugging and rabble-rousing. Unless it was a fight and, in the case of the chef, that sounded more than likely.
At Usopp's curious call, he turned away from observing Sanji. Luffy ran into the room but Zoro retained his position just outside the door, not about to leave Nami and a drugged up Sanji out in the hallway alone.
"Are your weapons there?" Zoro called into the room, his mind going to his own closet.
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His eyebrow quirked a little at Sanji's lame retort and Zoro judged it too weak to deserve a proper reply. Instead, he glanced at the chef, remembering what Eddie had told him on his first day. Had Sanji been trying to escape? Zoro wasn't sure what other situations merited drugging and rabble-rousing. Unless it was a fight and, in the case of the chef, that sounded more than likely.
At Usopp's curious call, he turned away from observing Sanji. Luffy ran into the room but Zoro retained his position just outside the door, not about to leave Nami and a drugged up Sanji out in the hallway alone.
"Are your weapons there?" Zoro called into the room, his mind going to his own closet.