She’d never seen that expression on a human face before. It was part rage, part fear, part sadness, and part joy. She was pretty sure that any given moment he was just going to explode from too many emotions at once.
“You okay?” she asked carefully. He turned to focus her full attention on her and she took a reflexive step back.
He furrowed his brow for a second, before blinking. And in that spilt second everything changed again. He was normal old Zac again, that scary expression a thing of the past. He offered he a small smile.
“No. I’m not okay. But that’s not your fault and I shouldn’t take it out on you.” He said very matter-of-factly.
“If you need to talk about it…” she offered half-heartedly, trailing off.
He patted her shoulder distractedly. “No. Thanks for trying. But No. It’s probably best if you just go. I’ll, uh, I’ll find you later.” Zac lifted his hand from her shoulder and she all but ran from the room. She’d never seen that expression on a human face before—and she hoped that she’d never see I again.