( olivine's so nice. and, maybe it's a little easier to talk about stuff like this to people he doesn't really know and once he's free of this weird place, he won't have to acknowledge there were even deep topics he thought on. win-win.

well, for zoro it is. probably not for olivine or anyone else zoro might speak with about deeper topics.

he rubs his chin, thinking about this; idly thinking he probably needs a lil shave so the rasping against his finger is probably heard for a moment. he doesn't feel like he knows anything more than he did, except that things work differently — which makes sense, but also at the same time just makes him wonder why, which is also annoying him a lot.

he didn't drink enough for this conversation. )

So, yours are just some all powerful beings that were always there? That's what I've heard people say back home. ( a pause; that's all more in line with what he'd always thought, or heard, rather. not any of this if u do enough good deeds u can become a god. that's too wild to wrap his head around. ) Don't think he's lying to me or anything, but seemed pretty weird.

( and yet, another pause, a sigh, then, ) Figured you'd know more since you're, y'know... into that stuff.