One of Ty's eyebrows arched. "Yeah? Well, that's good to know." He was kidding, although he had to wonder how serious Zach was about having been called insane before. Eh, well, none of his business. Ty was usually good about staying out of people's personal shit, unless maybe it was Bea. She was exempt from many of his usual rules of behavior. "'Course I'm serious," he replied to Zach's question. "I got better things to do than lie about random shit like that."
He heaved out a deep breath as he turned his eyes to the mess he'd created again. Well, he hadn't created it as much as expanded it, would be more accurate. "I'm gonna try not to blow up people, unless they're infected," Ty said, a faint smirk on his lips. "I don't wanna see what security might have in store for me if I did that." Because they'd have to do something, wouldn't they? And he might have a serious bad attitude sometimes, but he wouldn't run around killing people who didn't deserve it.
Ty ran his hands over his close-cropped hair and then dropped them to his sides. "Maybe everything that happened after the zombies took over is a dream. Nightmare, I mean. Hell, I dunno." It made as much sense as anything else. He glanced at Zach again. "You get any special mutant gifts?" he wanted to know.