[The sink stops and the bathroom door creaks open revealing Zoro in his signature open button-up shirt. He's still drying his hands on a towel as he comes out, stopping only when he notices who's standing in the doorway.
In the days of silence, his anger has abated. There's none as he watches Baren, resting the washcloth over his shoulder.
The first time he opens his mouth he closes it soon after. Swallows. Looks down and wets his lips. Then tries again.]
In the days of silence, his anger has abated. There's none as he watches Baren, resting the washcloth over his shoulder.
The first time he opens his mouth he closes it soon after. Swallows. Looks down and wets his lips. Then tries again.]
... You come for your clothes?