He was tired. Not in a bad way, he just needed a nap

Zoro slugged his way into the kitchen, cold as it was, he wasn't going to sleep on the grass deck, so he'd sleep in the kitchen when cold weather was around. Sanji had gotten used to it, did he like it?, no. But is he gonna kick Zoro out of his kitchen?, maybe.

Zoro laid at the dining table, head rested in his arms, swords propped against the wall. He was out like a light