[It takes him a moment of really paying attention - looking, and listening - and he gets it. Like a brick to the head, he gets it. The fight ebbs out of him, and for a bit Zoro looks just as dumb as he feels.]
That's my shirt.
[Not the most important thing to be said, no. Taking another breath, he tries again.]
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That's my shirt.
[Not the most important thing to be said, no. Taking another breath, he tries again.]
...you okay?
[and it's not about the shoulder this time.]