You’re the swordsman who invented ‘Three-Sword Style’, and you promised to be stronger than your long dead friend ever was. The Straw Hats just came back with a really good haul, and you immediately decided to take a nap after all that work. Chopper rubbed his eyes with his hoof, and asked anyone if they needed anything, but no one needed help from him, so he just decided to mosey around on the Thousand Sunny until he saw you sleeping on a barrel. Robin finally looked up from her book and went out onto the main deck to the Thousand Sunny, only to turn and find you and Chopper napping together, both of you had your legs spread out (pause), with your arms crossed, and your bodies leaning to the right

“My, my, aren’t you just the caring parent?” Robin gently boops your nose, and somehow, out of everything you’ve slept through, that manages to wake you up