Somehow, the conversation had swung around to the topic of him, and Zelnick blinked in faint bemusement before he started to blush faintly. "Yeah, if I had to craft a perfect fantasy world, there wouldn't have been half so many Ur-Quan, and the Ilwrath and Dnyarri would rather make daisychains than chaos," he half-joked, trying to pretend that him being the pivotal bright spot in ZEX's life wasn't at all flattering. Er, creepy, he meant.

"Er" indeed, actually; that was the first thing he said when ZEX declared his intention to follow him, no matter what. Then he explained and agreed, "Pressing charges means accusing you of doing something illegal. And I really wouldn't do that to you unless you actually, y'know, did something seriously illegal, and I held it against you." ZEX's hand on his face and possessive declaration was totally... creepy, yes, not at all kinda weirdly sweet, "I'd die without you" was incredibly creepily co-dependent and not at all the reason Zelnick blushed more and suddenly felt a little like his stomach was trying to do backflips.