[It's pretty concerning watching Zack as he picks up his tablet.
. Zack is enough of a distraction, so Zell isn't over thinking his movement and is crossing his legs. Planting an elbow on his leg to rest his chin on his palm.
When Zack shows him the screen, it takes a moment to see the crack.
Snort. Pssssh. He's going to laugh for a moment. Sorry, man. It was a combination of how silly it seems to be worried about his tablet and just this whole fucked up situation just all coming out in the worst way possibly.]
You're worried about that? [He reaches over to run his thumb over the scratch.] It's not a big deal. You couldn't really help it. [On both things...vanishing and the frickin tablet.
And not even going to feel that he cut his thumb open. W h o o p s. He's a mess and this place is a frickin' mess.]
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Date: 2015-12-28 04:13 am (UTC)When Zack shows him the screen, it takes a moment to see the crack.
Snort. Pssssh. He's going to laugh for a moment. Sorry, man. It was a combination of how silly it seems to be worried about his tablet and just this whole fucked up situation just all coming out in the worst way possibly.]
You're worried about that? [He reaches over to run his thumb over the scratch.] It's not a big deal. You couldn't really help it. [On both things...vanishing and the frickin tablet.
And not even going to feel that he cut his thumb open. W h o o p s. He's a mess and this place is a frickin' mess.]