( he starts, but stops, making an almost aborted little sound. eventually, things will come around to him that he's thinking about this because he likes feng xin enough to consider him a friend and learning this fact about him honestly threw him for a loop, in spite of how blasé he acted at the time of reveal. gods and praying and miracles and all that shit just are so foreign to zoro because as far as he's concerned, if any kind of god existed, kuina wouldn't be dead. and, maybe, he wouldn't have grown up alone and mostly unsupervised to be the gremlin of a man he is.

see, he's never thought about things before. here? he's got fuck all to do ( besides fuck, of course ) and he has more idle time than he's ever had in his life. the fact that he's thinking about anything at all is annoying him more than it is anyone else. if he had the wherewithal to feel any kind of shame, he would. )

I don't know what's exclusive to gods or not, all I know is I watched him do it and the wounds on my chest don't even look fresh anymore. Never seen anything like it. ( he leaves the part out where this was a seriously grave injury and he could've just fuckin died. but, olivine has seen it by now; anyone with eyes can tell he was flirting with the grim reaper getting that injury. ) He said that anyone could be one, they were normal people before— ( ascending ) graduating.