[Zoro's poker face remains in place, a testament to his time bounty hunting alone that had taught him to keep his emotions close. Maybe later, once settled, he might let his guard down a notch. But for now, directness was key.]

Lively or quiet, doesn't matter much as long as it doesn't cut into my nap time. [A beat of silence. He shifts his gaze away from Vrenille for a moment, as though staring towards a distant horizon visible only to him.] ...My crew back home was pretty crazy too.

[Vrenille's mention of "his people" isn't lost on him, and he lets it hang in the air for a moment, turning it over in his mind. Zoro woudn't call this group his own in the same sense, his loyalty already pledged elsewhere. But practicality, gratitude, and the knowledge that his captain wouldn't want him rotting in jail on his account, nudge him forward.]

Good to know. Congrats. [He makes eye contact again, lightly tilting his head to one side.] ...What's the big deal with graduation, anyway? You said so yourself, you still have quota.