As Zoro was still unconscious from his fight with Mihawk, you stayed by his side. You weren’t going to let Zoro be alone as he most likely could have been dying. Every hour, you would come in, sit on the side of the bed and just talk.

You finally ran out of things to say, so you began humming an old lullaby you remembered from your youth. You couldn’t quite place who sung it to you, but you knew it had some importantance. Until he finally began to stir.

“I’m trying to sleep…”