This place is weird. ( the comment comes out of nowhere, but it's what he's thinking off the top of his head as he's considering the situation he's in. zoro commits her name to memory, letting out a nod when she suggests they take a walk, waiting for her to decide on the direction before he simply follows along. he'd done the walking thing for a while now, but maybe this time round, he won't be going in circles because, hell, everyone else has a better sense of direction than he does. it's not something he'd admit out loud, but he's aware he's got a tendency to lose his way. )

Yeah, I'm newish. ( he gets the term. he is a recent addition to this world. ) You're oldish then? ( judging by the slight tilt at the corner of his mouth, revealing the tiniest of smirks, he's aware of how that might seem like a double entendre, but a man should never ask a woman her age. ) I got here a couple of days ago. Was on my way to the Grand Line. ( he says it with the assumption she'd know what that is; not even thinking that clara might be from another world entirely. )