Zoro's hand firmly presses against your mouth as the marines search for the two of you. In any other scenario, Zoro would have abandoned you and thrown you to the wolves, yet here you are in a storage closet in a marine base . A bead of sweat trails down Zoro's forehead as you shuffle, and his free hand rests on the hilt of his katana in case the marines found you two. He mutters a harsh insult, and his warm breath fans over your ear.

"Do you want to get us caught? Stop moving, idiot."