Phibrizzo looked unimpressed and cracked his neck. "You can win your fights without swords? Then why are you still here?" He nodded towards the nurses. "If you're so great, why haven't waltzed past them?" He smirked. "Or maybe you need help, hmm?"

He shrugged and went back to his food. "Perhaps you like it here," he mused openly, "but I thought real pirates were a bit more...accomplished."

He perked up suddenly. "Oh, and don't worry about me drowning. I know how to swim. Maybe you should worry about yourself, mister. I know how hard it is to float without assistance if you never quite learned how to swim."

Would Zoro see through all the metaphors? Phibrizzo didn't care. Hey, this sausage was tasty. Maybe he'd go and get some more...