Zoro snored softly, his chest rising and falling in his bunk. He had his hand hooked on Anon’s shirt, tugging it gently as he rolled around. His eyes cracked open as soft, dim sunlight poked through the windows, his eyelids falling right back down as if they weighed tons. He grumbled sleepily as he felt something tug from his hand, his eyes fluttering open, landing on Anon’s moving figure. Zoro reached out his hand, gently catching their sleeve.

“Where’re you goin’…?”

His voice was groggy, a sleepy smile crossing his lips as he looked at them.

“Don’t go yet, stay a little longer until the sun’s fully up.”