It wasn't like she didn't mind being stuck with the swordsman, she enjoyed their time together, but she wished she hadn't let him lead the way. She folded her arms across her chest as she watched him be confused about where he was again. He turned to the left, deciding that it was the correct way back to the ship, and called for her to hurry it up.
Robin made her way over to him, when something caught her eye, down the direction he was heading there was what seemed to be a small ruin. Eager to learn more about the place, she walked past him and toward the ruined building. She noticed he had wandered off in another direction, but didn't linger on the thought as she got closer to the old building.
She ran her fingers against the stones, feeling how old they were, they had to be at least three hundred years old. She walked into one of the homes, and saw some old dishes that were still there, made of clay, it appeared, and she gently picked one up to examine it.
"How old is the place, Robin?" a voice said behind her, and she turned around swiftly.
On being that close to Zoro it surprised her, and she took a step back. he was a couple feet in front of her, now, and she hadn't registered he was there. She stood up straight again, and decided to answer hi question, looking down at the clay dish in her hand, though broken.
"I'd say it's about three hundred twenty years old." she stated, looking over the moss and ivy that had grown on the walls, not to mention the grass and weeds growing tall inside the buildings.
"Is that really old?" Zoro asked, looking over the stone building.
"Yes, in its own way." Robin responded, gently putting the bowl back down where she found it.
"Ya think there was some strong swordsmen here?"
"I don't know," she walked out of the small home and looked around the tiny area, as if looking for a clue to answer him.
"Doesn't look like it." she finally said, after seeing no hint of an area to train.
"Hm." Zoro responded, standing next to her, and resting his hand on his swords at his hip. "If you want to continue studying these buildings, I'll wait." he sat down against a stone that was on the ground, and folded his arms behind his head.
"Thank you," she answered, before making her way back into the ruins of a town. Zoro had almost instantly fell asleep, though she knew that if something were to come, he'd wake up and fight it off, protecting her, she was confident in him.
After finding many interesting things, though not important on their journey to the One Piece, or so she would assume for the time being, she made her way back to the sleeping swordsman. She hadn't heard anything, so she knew there was nobody attacking. Who would come to this desolate part of the island, of which they only found because someone got them lost, anyway? Upon reaching Zoro, she smiles, he seemed so peaceful as he slept. A bird was perched on his head, as if it was a branch or something, and his arms were acting as a pillow against the rock. His swords were still attached to his hip, their lock in their sheathes unbroken.
When she approached him, she was slow. She wanted to capture this moment with a camera den den mushi, but upon not having one on her, she pulled out her notebook, filled with new notes of the area, and made a quick sketch, as silently as possible of the man before her, making sure to include each bird that pecked at his swords, and the one on his head.
After her sketch was complete, and he still wasn't awake, though a few of the birds around him had flown off, she made her way to him. The one nesting on his head, assumed she was an intruder, and tried to scare her off, but she just spawned a few arms, and hugged the bird, before placing it gently on the ground away from the man she was walking to. She crouched in front of him, and brushed her fingers against his cheek, waking him up from his slumber. A little disappointed that he would wake up to her, and not the birds, but at the same time, it made her feel special.
"Ready to go back to the ship?" she asked, sweetly.
"You done already?" He asked, yawning, "Didn't spend much time studying these, did ya?"
She glanced at the sky, it was already a sunset, "Nope, just till sunset, I thought you would have been torn to shreds, by the time I came back, by some ravenous beast eight times your size." she answered with a straight face.
"And what would you have done then?" he asked, standing up.
"Don't know, collected your remains, and sent it on a ship, floating in the sea, or buried you with your swords."
"I'd prefer the latter, but I've got a promise to fulfill before then." He stated before adjusting the swords at his hip.
"Then let's go back to the ship."
Zoro nodded and began to walk off, before he felt one of Robin's hands tap him on the shoulder. He turned to face her, confused.
"It's this way," she said, gently pointing in the opposing direction he was going.
"I knew that." he answered, a blush against his cheeks in embarrassment.