Zelgadis lingers as he can just inside the door of the pub, his hood up to hide the stiff lavender hair on his head and his mask pulled up to cover th lower half of his face, despite Jack's argument against wearing them.
He glances around the pub while Jack takes the recipe to Xellos- really really not thinking Xellos cooking is a good idea. He smelled one of his concoctions... once. That was more than enough.
He nods at Jack- knowing just why he's checking on him.