Zoro tried to find the inner calm so he could think better. Which attacks to use, which one he would finish off whoever captured her. Luffy ran around, playing that stupid radio of his. Rubbing his temples, he walked to the front of the ship, and placed his hands on the rails. Luffy ran past him again, the radio blaring that annoying song, "lonely I'm so..." but was stopped abruptly when it hit the floor after Zoro's foot found Luffy's, making him trip and drop the hated radio. Maybe now his headache would finally go away. Gripping the rails in rage, Luffy stood beside him, tears running down his face. Zoro flinched away from the splinters that came from the railing as it exploded from the sheer pressure of Luffy's fists. Luffy looked down at his hands, then the railing. Walking off, he started pulling the little slivers of wood from his hands. Zoro shook his head and stared out at the horizon, wishing, no willing De-Ji to be ok. There was no hint of why he had captured her. But Zoro's imagination fixed that. It ran wild, uncontrolled. He tried to control it, but it refused to comply and kept running stories through his mind, making him all the angrier.
Luffy reached Chopper's new infirmary, wincing as he opened the door, leaving little smears of blood on the knob. Chopper looked up from the little bowl he was grinding powders in, making more rumble balls for the inevitable fight that he knew was coming. Chopper jumped down from his chair and pattered over to where Luffy was standing, shivering at the hate in his face and eyes. Chopper looked at his hands, and ran to get some tweezers and gauze for his captain. Luffy mindlessly walked over to one of the cots and sat down on one. He was numb except for the rage that seemed to burn his skull and heart. Chopper came back to find Luffy staring off into space with the same look that he had come in with. That face had been plastered strangely onto his visage ever since Suta was gone. He had kept himself preoccupied for a while with his radio, but it seemed that it was gone now. Carefully pulling out the shards of wood from his hands, he wondered what had happened, and decided it was better to not know. Finishing, Chopper wiped the blood from Luffy's palms and wrapped them in the soft gauze, and tapped Luffy's kneecap to try to get him out of his stupor. Luffy jumped, and looked around, then down at Chopper, thanked him sullenly and left. Chopper wiped the blood from the door handle, and closed it, not wanting to be around somebody that was so blue and on the edge of mass murder.
Luffy walked out, still seeming out of it, but his face brightened ever so slightly by the fixed radio Franky was holding out to him. Luffy took it, his eyes melting from their icy state just the slightest bit, and his finger pressed the play button. Walking around listening to his song, Luffy tried to take his mind off of Suta. Walking by Zoro, Franky heard a whisper saying,
"I hate you." Franky laughed a small grim laugh and walked on. Zoro sighed, and used his selective hearing to block out Luffy's song again. He looked down at the ground, and saw a carving. It was some runes that De-Ji must have carved, he recognized them from the time she tried to teach them to him, but he had fallen asleep. Jerking his head away, he walked around, making sure to keep away from Luffy.