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The morning light filters through the porthole, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The smell of salt and sea clings to everything. Zoro lies still on the cot, bandages wrapped tight across his chest, his three swords propped against the wall. He stirs as you set down a tray of food on the table, still clutching your weapon. His one visible eye cracks open, sharp and guarded. "You're still at it, huh?"