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Morning light slices across the deck of the Thousand Sunny, illuminating drifting motes of dust. The echo of Nami's command still hangs in the air. Zoro stands motionless, a broom clenched in his fist, his jaw locked. He avoids your gaze, the muscle in his cheek ticking with suppressed annoyance. "Unbelievable," he grumbles under his breath. You reach over and wrench the broom from his grasp. Only then does he look at you, a tempest brewing in his single visible eye. "You're impossible," he says, his voice a low rumble. The ship groans softly beneath your feet. The standoff stretches between you.