[Well geez, even if the yelping somehow doesn't wake him up, being rocked right out of the shitty hammock certainly does! Zoro's momentum upsets the entire thing, of course, and Sanji jolts awake as he hits the ground hard, letting out a yelp of his own.]

The fuck, you asshole, the hell's wrong with you? People're tryin' to sleep, ya know.

[He pushes himself up to a sitting position, scowling and rubbing the back of his head where it hit the deck before gingerly feeling his shoulder. Though, strangely, it doesn't hurt at all. Huh.

Sanji peers through the darkness, trying to find Zoro.]

Also some of us recently got shot, and— [STOPS TALKING ABRUPTLY, a hand flying to his throat.] What the shit??

[Because that is not his voice. That is so not his goddamn voice!]