"Here's good enough," Smoker stated grimly and pointed for a spot for Tsuzuki to safely put his things. There weren't many marines on deck at the time but Smoker sent the others to work just with a few quick glances. He was almost crackling thunder and spitting lightning enough that his men knew that now was not a good time to press their luck with him, his punishments would be dealt out with swift justice. It was mostly so Tsuzuki wouldn't have to worry about dealing with too many other people and Smoker stoically looked back at him, taking a fighting stance he usually reserved for when he was going to need his Devil Fruit.

"Ready when you are kid," he growled despite Tsuzuki's real age.