Sighing, Zoro closed his eye and sat tight until she was finished. Not a twitch, not a wince. It felt good to have everything washed up and properly tended, though, there was a freshness to it even if he would be back under the mummy-wrap soon enough. "Thanks," he murmured, to make sure she knew.

He mulled over her observation and grunted a bit in agreement. "He wasn't bad. But he only knew his one technique, not well-rounded enough. Still...you're right." He had pulled his fatal strike, to give the idiot a chance to learn a few new tricks for the next group to blunder across this island; the subsequent booby trap probably rendered his mercy moot. Damn. "No sense looking back. Forward, and on to the next adventure."