[Leon gives him a dubious look, but it makes sense once Zack says grocery shopping hadn't really been a thing for him before coming here. It wasn't a mundane chore to him, then but something novel and fun.] Hm. Fine, but we can just find some stuff that you'll want too. You don't need to buy things just for me.
Mmhmm. Honey Nut Dicks.
[It's not even a joke, it's literally what they're called here.
Zack's compliment catches him by surprise and he blinks owlishly at him for a moment before blushing a little himself.] Thanks.
[He looks thoughtful, even frowning slightly, at what Zack says. His smiles had been pretty fleeting since Raccoon City... and the government intervention afterward.] It's a little easier here. [He feels like he's admitting to something, but it's true. As awful as this place could be, it was a different kind of awful from home. But he gives Zack a smirk.] Keep playing your cards right and maybe you'll get a few more.
[He sets the mug down on the bedside table and without saying a word, leans against Zack, nudging just a little at the perfect height for him to put his arm around his shoulders if he wanted, letting out a long exhale as he relaxed. He's not sure he wants to keep talking, or what to talk about, but he wants Zack to know he's done a good job, that this had helped.]
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Date: 2023-11-20 07:54 pm (UTC)Mmhmm. Honey Nut Dicks.
[It's not even a joke, it's literally what they're called here.
Zack's compliment catches him by surprise and he blinks owlishly at him for a moment before blushing a little himself.] Thanks.
[He looks thoughtful, even frowning slightly, at what Zack says. His smiles had been pretty fleeting since Raccoon City... and the government intervention afterward.] It's a little easier here. [He feels like he's admitting to something, but it's true. As awful as this place could be, it was a different kind of awful from home. But he gives Zack a smirk.] Keep playing your cards right and maybe you'll get a few more.
[He sets the mug down on the bedside table and without saying a word, leans against Zack, nudging just a little at the perfect height for him to put his arm around his shoulders if he wanted, letting out a long exhale as he relaxed. He's not sure he wants to keep talking, or what to talk about, but he wants Zack to know he's done a good job, that this had helped.]