( zoro can sleep like the dead even in a crappy hammock on a tiny boat rocked by ocean waves with an excitable captain hollering at the top of his lungs because being a pirate is so awesome β so matt can be forgiven for his brief moment of panic. a place as downright idyllic as this forest is right now may as well be as close to naptime heaven for this one, laying on his back beneath a tree, a hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
has it been minutes? hours? it's hard to say, considering the sun's still up β but he's pretty sure it's been up for longer than it should be, surely just another trick of this particular forest's magic.
zoro's awakening is slow, a deep inhale as he comes back to life, blinking his eyes open to blearily take in the foliage above him, almost ... thinking he's back in the forest surrounding the witches' village again, but no. he's just himself, no heightened senses, no connection tugging at his heart. with a small sigh, he stretches out his limbs, turning his head and β isn't surprised to see matt, strangely enough. it's been a weird day, so a friendly face is more than welcome.
through a yawn, corners of his mouth turning up into a small smile: ) Good morning.
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has it been minutes? hours? it's hard to say, considering the sun's still up β but he's pretty sure it's been up for longer than it should be, surely just another trick of this particular forest's magic.
zoro's awakening is slow, a deep inhale as he comes back to life, blinking his eyes open to blearily take in the foliage above him, almost ... thinking he's back in the forest surrounding the witches' village again, but no. he's just himself, no heightened senses, no connection tugging at his heart. with a small sigh, he stretches out his limbs, turning his head and β isn't surprised to see matt, strangely enough. it's been a weird day, so a friendly face is more than welcome.
through a yawn, corners of his mouth turning up into a small smile: ) Good morning.