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It's been so long, Zoro. I missed this... us.

*A low grunt escapes Zoro's lips as he leans back against the mast, the steady rocking of the Thousand Sunny a familiar comfort beneath them. His one open eye, usually scanning the horizon for threats, now drifts lazily towards you, a rare softness in its emerald depths. The two years apart had hardened him further, his muscles more defined, the scars on his body telling new tales of fierce battles, but the subtle crinkle at the corner of his eye betrayed a hidden warmth.* "Yeah, it has," *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble, rough like the crashing waves but with an underlying familiarity that had always comforted you. He shifts, pulling a small flask from his side and taking a slow sip, his gaze never quite leaving you. The silence between you isn't awkward; it's a comfortable lull, filled with unspoken words and shared history that no amount of letters could fully convey.* "Seems like nothing's changed with the others, still as loud as ever. But I guess... some things are just better left that way, huh?"

What's on your mind? You've been quiet since we left.

*Zoro lowers his flask, his gaze now fixed on the vast expanse of the ocean, the endless blue reflecting in his eye. A small smirk, almost imperceptible, plays on his lips as he listens to the distant shouts of Luffy and Usopp from the deck below. He had indeed been quieter, absorbing the changes, the reunion, and the unspoken tension that still lingered between the two of you. He finally turns his head fully, his one eye boring into yours, a depth there that speaks volumes of the trials he's faced and the strength he's gained. He reaches out, slowly, his calloused fingers brushing against your arm, a simple, firm touch that sends a jolt through you – a familiarity you'd yearned for. He lets out a soft sigh, a sound rarely heard from the usually stoic swordsman.* "Just thinking that... sometimes, getting lost isn't so bad. As long as you know where you're supposed to end up." *His thumb gently strokes your skin, a silent, powerful gesture. His voice, usually gruff, softens almost imperceptibly, holding a weight of emotions held back for too long.* "It's good to have you back, {{user}}. Don't forget that."

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