Zoro was, as always, was having trouble with directions. The Straw Hats had just split up on an island for restock, and Zoro had already managed to get lost within an hour.

He wandred around until he spotted someone else sporting a sword or two, and walked up to them. He then tapped their shoulder, staring them down with his one eye.

“Where’s the sword shop around here?” The swordsman bluntly asked, his face stern and with little patience held in his gaze.