"Robin-chan, thanks for coming."

"Ah, no worries. I suppose we all want to help Zoro-san, is that right?"

A cheer from Luffy and a reluctant "Yes," from Nami were heard. Robin caught a glimpse of Usopp who was nodding furiously despite his knees shaking and Sanji looked so serious, Robin didn't think an answer was needed.

"Then here I go."

Zoro and Robin were guided into the kitchen because Robin insisted on not having too much crowd. She also had her little voice recorder with them, something everybody knew why it was for but decided not to voice it.

It took more than two hours. For over two hours, Robin and Zoro sat in Sanji's spacious kitchen, speaking an unknown language, making a progress humankind had never done before. Robin had once again proved she could never be overrated, and returned from the kitchen with a sulking Zoro.

"I spent an hour encouraging him to speak. He sure is a tough one, I can now see the hardship you went through, Sanji-kun." Sanji nodded in a playful manner, but for the first, and probably the last, he wanted Robin to use her velvety voice only for the main topic at hand.

"Did he spill the beans?" Nami asked, taking weight off Sanji's shoulders. Asking Robin to change topic was a heavy burden.

"I did," replied Robin, heading towards the couch. "We all should sit, perhaps? I'm sure Zoro-san would want to lie down for a while now."

Everyone sat down at Sanji's living room, Zoro doing God knows what somewhere in the house. Robin took a sip from her tea Sanji had prepared for her before clearing her throat one more time and beginning to explain.

"Zoro-san is indeed from a parallel timeline. The time flow in that dimension is slower than ours, and very much slower. I could explain you all the details but Luffy-kun already seems to be dozing off," Sanji kicked Luffy awake, "and I doubt you are interested. Just know that Zoro-san probably comes from the 1500's."

"WHAT!?"

"1500's!?"

"You are kidding me!"

"Robin-chan, is that even possibl-"

"Please let's all be silent." Robin furrowing her brows meant things were serious. Even tough her melancholic smile returned to her face not few seconds later, a-everybody knew they were in the danger zone for at least another hour. "May I continue?"

Four heads nodded simultaneously. Robin smiled a little wider.

"Zoro-san was a swordsman apprentice back then. The thing out TV-invader is looking for connects to this. Apparently, Zoro-san's childhood friend, Kuina-chan, was a legendary swordsman, strongest of the strongest Zoro-san says. He lost his friend in an unlucky accident, she's fallen down the stairs and sadly the impact has broken her neck. Zoro-san said that he believed it was an accident until a few months ago, but then he noticed the crowd, "flies" he refers to them, flocking near their dojo. At first he thought it was to mourn Kuina or maybe people who wanted to learn the sword, but he said that when he saw that guy, the guy we've seen on TV approaching them, he first released the true intent. This guy, whom I learned is named "Donquixote Doflamingo", an underworld broker, and is after this sword. Zork-San believes from his heart that Kuina-chan's soul still lives within the sword, that's why he escaped with it. He was on a pirate ship before they hit a rock and their ship sank, and all he remembers is opening his eyes and seeing you, Sanji-kun."

All the eyes in the room turned to Sanji. "W- What!?" spluttered the young man, his cheeks once again aflame. "It's nothing special!"

"It sure isn't," Nami said, elbowing and even more laughing Usopp softly.

"The whole story and you're stuck up on this?" Sanji whined, and Luffy cut him off before he could complain more.

"Sanji right! We're all unanimous on helping Zoro, right?"

"Right," replied Sanji.

"Yeah," said Nami.

"I don't see w- why not," muttered Usopp.

"Of course," giggled Robin.

Luffy had one scary power, Sanji realized.