( zoro had been in the midst of getting into some kind of a meditative state almost, or more like, he was trying to take a damn nap despite the circumstances when a voice jerks him fully awake and he watches as this petite brunette chases the spectre away. his gaze travels to where the form of his childhood friend had been before going back to clara. )

Yeah... Didn't think that would work either. ( he picks up his sword as he gets up, taking a moment to adjust the haramaki around his waist, securing the weapon by his side before he takes a step towards her, bowing slightly in respect. )

Thanks. ( he's not the kind of guy who scares easy, but this was something else entirely. ) My name is Roronoa Zoro. You can call me Zoro. ( there's an iron pin on his collar, indicating that he's an otherworlder. )