[ hers? how he had somehow managed to lose ground, zoro wasn’t sure – then, if his perpetual debt to nami was any indication, negotiation had never been one of his strong suits.
with a grunt of exasperation, he let his weight sink back against the eroded stonework. even as she'd been tending to him earlier, zoro argued that the wounds weren't that bad - then, by zoro's definition, anything short of fully incapacitated fell under 'not that bad'. the pain was nothing he couldn't handle, and if he wanted to get stronger, he needed to be able to push through it.
had he been able to do that in sabaody, to power through and fight, things might not have gone the way they did.
carefully, he pressed his fingers to where the bleeding was worst, attempting to gauge the damage. there were no fresh cuts; chances were, he'd twisted the wrong way and pulled a few stitches. he didn't know for sure, as his attention was pulled away before he could properly check, piqued by the unmistakeable cadence of perona's laugh.
that didn't take long. ]
Shut up.
[ the words lacked heat, and after a tense few seconds of him glowering, zoro relented. his legs splayed wide enough for her to fit comfortably between them, he pulled back his open shirt, allowing her access to the bandages beneath. ]
It’s not a big deal. It’ll stop on its own, so just leave it alone.
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[ hers? how he had somehow managed to lose ground, zoro wasn’t sure – then, if his perpetual debt to nami was any indication, negotiation had never been one of his strong suits.
with a grunt of exasperation, he let his weight sink back against the eroded stonework. even as she'd been tending to him earlier, zoro argued that the wounds weren't that bad - then, by zoro's definition, anything short of fully incapacitated fell under 'not that bad'. the pain was nothing he couldn't handle, and if he wanted to get stronger, he needed to be able to push through it.
had he been able to do that in sabaody, to power through and fight, things might not have gone the way they did.
carefully, he pressed his fingers to where the bleeding was worst, attempting to gauge the damage. there were no fresh cuts; chances were, he'd twisted the wrong way and pulled a few stitches. he didn't know for sure, as his attention was pulled away before he could properly check, piqued by the unmistakeable cadence of perona's laugh.
that didn't take long. ]
Shut up.
[ the words lacked heat, and after a tense few seconds of him glowering, zoro relented. his legs splayed wide enough for her to fit comfortably between them, he pulled back his open shirt, allowing her access to the bandages beneath. ]
It’s not a big deal. It’ll stop on its own, so just leave it alone.