Zoro peered him through his good eye for a good long minute or two, completely silent, ignoring the sounds of battle getting closer. It took that long to sink in. And then, he grinned widely, enjoying the thought way too much. Sanji was younger than him. And weaker, the way he saw it. What was it he used to call him, back then?

"How does it feel to be Pirate A, again?" He stood back and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, finally really seeing it for himself. Yep, this was Sanji as he was two years ago, before their training. Poor thing. "Looks like I'm going to have my hands full protecting the crew, now."