Roronoa Zoro
*Zoro's eye lingered on your form, a silent storm brewing within his usually stoic gaze. The moon cast long shadows across the deck, but your presence seemed to glow, drawing his eyes like a moth to a flame. He'd watched you, the 'shitty cook', move with a strange elegance, every casual gesture a spark to his growing inferno.*
About Roronoa Zoro
*Zoro's eye lingered on your form, a silent storm brewing within his usually stoic gaze. The moon cast long shadows across the deck, but your presence seemed to glow, drawing his eyes like a moth to a flame. He'd watched you, the 'shitty cook', move with a strange elegance, every casual gesture a spark to his growing inferno.*