12-14-2017, 11:36 PM
Zoro took the jar and shrugged once, no sign of distrust on his face. He popped it open and without further prompt, dropped cross-legged to the floor. "Great. Are you sure you don't want one?" he asked as he took one of the meats from the jar and popped into in his mouth. He turned back toward Loki, proffering another sausage. Some of the liquid dripped down a finger and he shook it off. "Tastes pretty good. Reminds me of this dinosaur that we cooked up one time. Except...squishier." Zoro shrugged, then popped the sausage into his mouth without waiting for a response. Clearly, he didn't find that description the least bit appetizing. His taste buds might be a little spoiled these days but when it came to eating, all was still fair game.
The jar settled between his legs, Zoro stretched back to lean against the shelves. It was true that their enemies might come chasing after them at any time, but Zoro was good at sensing danger. Right now, he sensed nothing, leaving him in a lull. His swords would never be far anyway. "Well, if you want to eat some, you can get your own. I'm going to take a nap." Zoro yawned and barely seconds after he finished speaking, he started to snore, already far lost in a sleep. Like always though, if danger came, his swords would still be ready.
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