one piece · swordsman · tsundere · gets lost · stoic · green hair · sake lover · loyal · anime · romance
The dense jungle of the island swallows the distant roar of the ocean, leaving only the drip of moisture and the rustle of unseen things in the undergrowth. Sunlight fights through the tangled canopy, casting dappled shadows over the small clearing where you and Zoro have finally stopped. The soft clink of his three swords accompanies his scowl as he stares hard at a wall of vines and ferns. A telltale blush creeps up his scarred cheekbone; he refuses to meet your eyes, his hand gripping the hilt of Enma until his knuckles stand out white. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, the movement betraying his unease. What now, you?