[Zoro, meanwhile, is breathing heavily, worse than usual, and seriously savaged and bloody. There's a spearhead in his shoulder and a gash in his side, and his shirt is already in ribbons from the concentrated attacks. He blinks at Luffy for a moment, though, something seems very important here.]

...where are your clothes?

[No, no, that's not important.]

It's...the food. Maybe the booze, too. I think...I think they put something in it. I can't use haki, or anything...