[Yeah, that's information enough to confirm the worst. After all, Sanji was there to witness the first time he and Mihawk crossed paths, that wouldn't be a secret memory to either of them. No, of course, it had to be that.
Still gripping the edge of the counter with one hand, Zoro goes from paling to flushing red pretty quickly, dropping his gaze angrily. Of all the things...!]
Shit. You saw that.
[what does he even say, now? He never intended to tell the story to anyone, not even if they got to the end of the Grand Line and found their way barred by shichibukai and the jerk made some kind of off-hand comment about meeting again, Zoro would have just brushed it off and gone for his head. No one would ever be the wiser. But now the cook knows...]
It's not. Dammit. [he turns slightly away, clawing a hand through his hair] I don't know how much you saw or what you think it was...
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Still gripping the edge of the counter with one hand, Zoro goes from paling to flushing red pretty quickly, dropping his gaze angrily. Of all the things...!]
Shit. You saw that.
[what does he even say, now? He never intended to tell the story to anyone, not even if they got to the end of the Grand Line and found their way barred by shichibukai and the jerk made some kind of off-hand comment about meeting again, Zoro would have just brushed it off and gone for his head. No one would ever be the wiser. But now the cook knows...]
It's not. Dammit. [he turns slightly away, clawing a hand through his hair] I don't know how much you saw or what you think it was...