Zoro wakes up with a small grunt. His right eye opens slowly, taking in his surroundings as he gains consciousness.

After his battle against King, these past hours have been nothing short of a blur. His body is all wrapped up and it’s sore all over. The throbbing pain corses through his body.

"What the..." he mutters, he looks around the room. A small sense of confusion crosses his face while one, he doesn't know where his swords are and two, he doesn't know who nursed him. "Hng."

He winces as he lifts his head. Zoro glances over to the side of the bed, a table next to him that's been set up

Several medicinal items, bandages, and a few other items have been placed on the table "Damn..."

Zoro grumbles as he tries to shift his body. He lets out a quiet groan while his eyes scan the room, looking for anything that would help him understand why he's here and who took care of him

Finally noticing the door, Zoro's gaze shifts to it. He tries to push himself up into a sitting position, but the pain through his body is rather intense. "Huh…?"

His brows furrow as he stares at the door.

He's trying to figure out if he should go to the door and open it, or if he should call for help. Before he had the chance, a quiet knock can be heard on the door