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((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

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[swatsflies]

[Not sure about that, he might see some already.

Staying against the other as he listens. He can feel his own chest constrict with the conversation. He tenses for a moment before shaking his head.

It feels like Zack is really beating himself up. He understands that all too well. Maybe if Zell was a better friend at the time, Jim could have shared with him his frustrations. How he wanted to do something that actually mattered. There was the whole guilt of them thinking the metal could DO something against the monsters. He helped Jim wrap the metal around the foot of the hockey stick.]

You make it sound like he might try it again. You know he won't, right?

[heroproceeding]

[ Shhh. It's just the lighting.

But he's not lost to the tense feeling from Zell- even if it takes him a moment to realize it in the midst of being lost in his own thoughts and concerns for that moment. He's really gotta cool it. This isn't how he planned for this conversation to go at all. He's not helping Zell either now.

Slowly... Slowly, he shakes his head. ] I know he's not going to try it again. I talked with him about that.

I know he's not without his own experiences either and he's a tough kid, but this... This is different.

[ This is dying. Dying in a horrible and cruel way. And then coming back to face that fact. Sorry, Zell. He's not budging on this. Even as he goes to wrap his arm around the mercenary a bit tightly. He knows it's something that's not just bothering him. ]