[There's no missing that tremble in Zack's voice. His instinctive response is to wrap an arm around him to pull him into a firmer embrace, turning his head slightly to nuzzle into his hair. His brain finally catches up to his instinct and he hesitates.]
Hey, you good? [His own voice is soft, concerned. He's stilled aside from running his fingers through Zack's hair. He shifts slightly, trying to move so he can look Zack in the face.]
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Hey, you good? [His own voice is soft, concerned. He's stilled aside from running his fingers through Zack's hair. He shifts slightly, trying to move so he can look Zack in the face.]