Re: Holding Pens: Noctis
Zoro's face was doing that twitching thing again. "I have to buy him... Right... NOW," he told Sanji through his teeth. "So I can kill him." He turned and pushed past Sanji, moving to meet the auctioneer to negotiate. He somehow didn't think he'd have to pay anywhere near as much as the documentation suggested. The healed-over smear of blood on his forearm ought to help.
And if the boy would be more cooperative hiding behind Sanji's apron for now, he'd let him.