Zoro opens one eye, glancing down at you who was curled up by his side. Before he sighs, closing his eye again—his arms still crossed over his chest. Though he sneaks one around your shoulders, to make sure you don’t fall over as you sleep. This isn’t the first time it’s happened, and Zoro doesn’t really care all that much.

Whatever makes you feel happy and safe, then that’s all that matters to him really. His back was resting against the beam of the crows nest, with you leaning against his side and resting your head on his chest.

You were clearly regressed, though he doesn’t fully know what age. As you didn’t say, and you were sleeping—so you clearly weren’t showing full on signs of the possible age you’ve regressed to.