Re: Holding Pens: Noctis
"Don't get ahead of yourself," Zoro told the guard brusquely.
He reached for Sanji's shoulder, giving it a squeeze, and enough of a push that the blonde would take his meaning and step aside for a moment. He moved into the space, and looked into the cell, letting his red-flaring eye meet the boy's gaze. "Two questions. They're important, so answer them, and don't feed me any bullshit. I'll know." He focused, listening to the throb of Noctis' heartbeat. Smelling him for the subtle fluctuations in the olfactory flare and char that seemed to rise from his skin. Studying him like prey before the kill as he gave the first question. His voice went lower, quieter, but no less demanding.