[ Zack's perfectly happy to be a butterfly roost (he's certainly carried heavier things), making an effort to keep still so as not to disturb Dia. Which is not as easy as it seems, for him, though he can manage to keep from moving one shoulder for a moment (probably).
It only shifts a little when he shrugs his other one, nodding and affecting what he imagines to be a very thoughtful look. ]
I could eat, I guess.
[ Like, always. SOLDIER metabolism is not a thing to be trifled with, either. ]
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It only shifts a little when he shrugs his other one, nodding and affecting what he imagines to be a very thoughtful look. ]
I could eat, I guess.
[ Like, always. SOLDIER metabolism is not a thing to be trifled with, either. ]