I nearly fly off the damn ship, if not for Zoro 's hand latching onto my wrist and jerking me back. He tucks me under his chin and hunches the pair of us to the ground. My fingers are clenched tight in his shirt.

'I don 't know what the fuck just happed, and I 'm not gonna ask! Can you hold your shit together for a few minutes? ' Zoro asks in a yell above the whistle of wind.

'Uh ' I 'll get back to you on that! ' I shout back, voice shaking as much as my hands.

Oh my god what did I do? Oh sweet mercy I just painted a target on my back a mile wide. What the hell does this jackass know?! How the hell did he guess ' AAAAUUGHH WHY COULDN 'T THIS BE LESS COMPLICATED?! And what the fuck was that last thing he yelled?!

All of the screaming around me just kind of fades into white noise. I 'm shoved into another pair of arms when Zoro runs off, I don 't bother checking who it is.

Fuck fuck fuck

fuck fuck FUCK '

That was probably a mistake.