It took two years before the whole crew found each other again. Zoro had gotten a new scar, and everyone had something different about them.

The most shocking one about you, was a little human attached to your hip, his hair as green as Zoro's, and with the same appetite. Zoro tried to deny it at first, but the kid you carried around was a carbon copy of him. He watched over you and the kid whenever you did anything, looking as pissed as always.

"...How old is he?"

Zoro finally spoke up.