[He finds what he's looking for after a fair amount of searching, coming up with a tiny roll of glossy black electrical tape. Whatever else might be wrong with that thing, sparking wires can at least be dealt with fairly easily. He didn't have to be a mechanic for that much.
There is silence to Zack's response, for a time. His expression doesn't shift, his control's too good for that these days, the pause that lasts a handful of breaths easily missed when not watched before he reaches to set the electrical tape on the mechanical bird's saddle.]
I see.
[The steady unwavering calm doesn't break for the sudden turmoil of worry and fear such words conjure up. Genesis had only just gone missing, after all, and countless things could kill even a First if they weren't careful, weren't paying attention.
Their profession was one of violence. It's not surprising it might catch up one day. But gone.. 'Gone' didn't sound like vacation. It sounded terribly, achingly permanent, and he weighs for a long, long minute or two if he wants to ask. If he wants to know when, how one of the only friends he'd ever had just .. dies.]
The bare wires should be less dangerous if wrapped with this.
[He doesn't ask, on the surface doesn't seem to care any more than Zack might about some nameless trooper he'd only met across the barrel of a rifle pointed at him. The best way he knows to deal with things that shock him to the core is to ignore them until he has time and privacy to handle them on his own terms.]
no subject
There is silence to Zack's response, for a time. His expression doesn't shift, his control's too good for that these days, the pause that lasts a handful of breaths easily missed when not watched before he reaches to set the electrical tape on the mechanical bird's saddle.]
I see.
[The steady unwavering calm doesn't break for the sudden turmoil of worry and fear such words conjure up. Genesis had only just gone missing, after all, and countless things could kill even a First if they weren't careful, weren't paying attention.
Their profession was one of violence. It's not surprising it might catch up one day. But gone.. 'Gone' didn't sound like vacation. It sounded terribly, achingly permanent, and he weighs for a long, long minute or two if he wants to ask. If he wants to know when, how one of the only friends he'd ever had just .. dies.]
The bare wires should be less dangerous if wrapped with this.
[He doesn't ask, on the surface doesn't seem to care any more than Zack might about some nameless trooper he'd only met across the barrel of a rifle pointed at him. The best way he knows to deal with things that shock him to the core is to ignore them until he has time and privacy to handle them on his own terms.]