Okay. [ As if on cue, a fat drop of rain hits Zoro's back just above where Nami's hand has been idly trailing, pulling a sigh out of her. ] I won't.
[ One drop follows another, and Nami looks down, her lips set in a firm line of annoyance. She spots the leaf that's been her trusty companion through this unpleasant trek through the jungle trapped under one of Zoro's legs and reaches down to gently prod the side of his thigh with her finger. ] Shift a little already, will you?
[ Should he listen, Nami will pull the leaf free, and while it's worse for the wear after being pinned under Zoro, it works well enough as a makeshift umbrella when she moves to hold it over both of their heads. ]
I need a drink. [ And to figure out a way out of this hole. ]
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[ One drop follows another, and Nami looks down, her lips set in a firm line of annoyance. She spots the leaf that's been her trusty companion through this unpleasant trek through the jungle trapped under one of Zoro's legs and reaches down to gently prod the side of his thigh with her finger. ] Shift a little already, will you?
[ Should he listen, Nami will pull the leaf free, and while it's worse for the wear after being pinned under Zoro, it works well enough as a makeshift umbrella when she moves to hold it over both of their heads. ]
I need a drink. [ And to figure out a way out of this hole. ]