Zoro hums in agreement, just watching G'raha's face as his eyes flutter shut. They're both really here. Warmth spreads through him now at the knowledge that his castaway companion is safe. He supposes it would have been better if G'raha disappeared from the resort and returned to his own world, like they say some people that pop up do, but... selfishly, this is the outcome that makes him happy. He would have been doomed to wonder if he was ever real otherwise.

This is what it normally looks like.

The hand covering his own...Zoro blinks, taking it in both of his to turn around and inspect. "Your hand," he remarks, and he can't believe he didn't notice it before his hair. "Your whole arm..." His fingertips start pushing up G'raha's sleeve like he needs to feel it for himself.

"You're soft all over now." He grins at his friend, a hint of something mischievous in his voice. He cups G'raha's face with both hands this time, pulling him closer to press a soft, fond greeting against his lips.