Knowing that he'd be coming back soon, that was a comfort... he thought. This was all horribly confusing. When DAX stood ZEX almost instinctually reached out for him again, although he caught himself in time.

"Soon..." ZEX stared at him, trying to sort through everything and failing. He tried to think of something to say. "You... take care of yourself as well."

More than anything he wished for a sudden, piercing moment of clarity; definitive knowledge of what was real and what was not, even if it was just so he could know how he felt, and what to say. He didn't like being at a loss for words. It made him feel... helpless, and- was this what Max must have felt- ngh.