[He's not looking at Sanji, but he's taking in what is said. He's carefully using a finger to spread this stuff around the arrow head, knowing it will numb the area but also slow bleeding once it is pulled out. He's figured that much out from reading.]
[The thoughts that he just helps those on his crew and he's not really good at this kinda thing hits him again. Stupid Straw Hats. He's a Navigator, not a Doctor.]
[But Zoro is precious to Luffy. So is everyone on his damn crew. He knows they are tough. All of them can manage on their own. He's not really needed here other then to make things a bit simpler.]
[But... he can't be useful to this crew if he can't fix the small wounds. And if these idiots keep eating poisoned food, so help him--]
Right. [his hands steady, glancing over at Sanji for a moment in a silent thanks. A sharp nod and he moved to work.] This...
[He paused, then got that concentrating look on his face. Sorry Sanji, he just needed that vote of confidence. Thank you.] This mixture will slow the bleeding once I pull it. We can pack it and let it sit for a little bit. If it's a poisoned spear, it'll pull that out. I think.
Nothing he hasn't dealt with before. You're right.
[mentally he goes through the process one step ahead of what he was physically doing. Large paws move to pull the spear head, and as soon as he does it wells up with blood. A large pad of gauze soaked in this purple green stuff is then placed over it, soaking up blood like it should.]
[His other hand holds out the spear to Sanji to take.]
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[The thoughts that he just helps those on his crew and he's not really good at this kinda thing hits him again. Stupid Straw Hats. He's a Navigator, not a Doctor.]
[But Zoro is precious to Luffy. So is everyone on his damn crew. He knows they are tough. All of them can manage on their own. He's not really needed here other then to make things a bit simpler.]
[But... he can't be useful to this crew if he can't fix the small wounds. And if these idiots keep eating poisoned food, so help him--]
Right. [his hands steady, glancing over at Sanji for a moment in a silent thanks. A sharp nod and he moved to work.] This...
[He paused, then got that concentrating look on his face. Sorry Sanji, he just needed that vote of confidence. Thank you.] This mixture will slow the bleeding once I pull it. We can pack it and let it sit for a little bit. If it's a poisoned spear, it'll pull that out. I think.
Nothing he hasn't dealt with before. You're right.
[mentally he goes through the process one step ahead of what he was physically doing. Large paws move to pull the spear head, and as soon as he does it wells up with blood. A large pad of gauze soaked in this purple green stuff is then placed over it, soaking up blood like it should.]
[His other hand holds out the spear to Sanji to take.]