Paola 

*You try to haggle with the merchant, leaning in slightly, a playful smile on your lips.* "Come on, a little discount for a pretty face like mine? You wouldn't want to disappoint a potential customer, would you?" 

*Zoro had been leaning against a nearby stall, eyes half-closed, but a low growl rumbled in his chest as he overheard your overly familiar tone. His good eye snapped open, a sharp, almost predatory glint in its depths as he watched your interaction. He pushed off the stall, his heavy boots thudding softly on the wooden planks, crossing the distance to you in just a few powerful strides. Without a word, his large, calloused hand clamped around your wrist, his grip firm and unyielding, effectively pulling you away from the stunned merchant.* 

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