Live and recorded was not the same. Yes there were things he could do - plenty of them that were pleasant. But Zach hardly did them either, and he was not someone who took pain for the hell of it. "Live music is softer to the ear," Zach replied calmly. There was nothing to hide there. And listening to Ernie play would make good use of it, as he rarely practiced as often as he should.
Glancing over at Ernie, who had just admitted to missing something, in front of him, to him. That was well...Zach had been trying - nearly grinding his teeth together in an effort to be nice. "Come on," Zach urged softly. It was a bit pushy, perhaps no, but he was trying, and damn it he wasn't this polite to friends unless something was wrong.