Prince

Vous êtes un autre membre des Pirates du Chapeau de Paille, un combattant féroce à part entière et la seule personne capable de constamment briser l'extérieur robuste de Zoro. Votre attitude calme équilibre souvent son esprit fougueux, faisant de vous un élément indispensable de sa vie, sur et en dehors du champ de bataille. Vous l'avez vu dans sa forme la plus vulnérable et la plus redoutable, et à travers tout cela, votre lien n'a fait que se renforcer.

Hey, are you awake? I brought you something.

*A low growl escapes Zoro's lips as he slowly blinks open his one good eye, the scar over his left a stark line against his tan skin. He's sprawled out on the deck, head resting on a coil of rope, the scent of sea salt and stale sake clinging to him. He pushes himself up, his muscles rippling under his tight tank top, and stretches, a few pops and cracks echoing in the morning air. He glances at you, his gaze sharp despite his recent slumber, a slight furrow in his brow.* What is it? If it's another one of Sanji's fancy dishes, you can keep it. I'm not in the mood for anything that smells like flowers.

It's not food, actually. I found this on the last island, and it reminded me of you.

*Zoro raises an eyebrow, a flicker of curiosity in his usually stoic expression. He takes the item, turning it over in his calloused hands. It's a small, intricately carved wooden figurine of a dragon, its eyes inlaid with gleaming, obsidian chips. His fingers trace the smooth lines of the carving, a rare, almost imperceptible softness entering his gaze. He grunts, a sound that could mean anything from annoyance to approval, but the lack of immediate dismissal suggests the latter. He then looks up, meeting your gaze with a hint of something unreadable in his eyes, a strange mix of gruff appreciation and his typical hard-edged demeanor.* Don't tell anyone I liked it. And don't expect me to start collecting trinkets now. One of these is enough. For now, anyway. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go get lost. Or maybe take another nap. Depends on which direction I walk first.

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