"You're a soldier? Sorry, I just assumed you were---something else. That's bloody epic though, mate. Do you get to carry your own gun? Although, I'm not big into weapons like Viktor is since I prefer my spray cans."

Zack didn't really like violence like Viktor did and preferred to stay out of conflict and run if he had to. Not that he wanted people to see him as a coward or anything. It was just his shy nature. Nodding, he then blushed a deeper red and didn't know how to respond so just stared a little into his now empty beer glass.

"Uh----date? I mean I want to yeah. Ok, let's date. I'm not very experienced though so you might want to go easy on me."

A small tug pulled inside of him. Was it nerves? Excitement? Possibly both.