Growing up in the family he had grown up in, Zach would have thought it stranger if he hadn't been called insane at least one in his life. "Kind of comes with the territory," he remarked with a faint smirk. "My family wasn't known for being calm or normal." He added by way of explanation. Well, if the other guy said he was serious, then he was serious. Plus, who else would have made the mess? "A person can never assume anything," he answered with a shrug. "For all I know you get off on screwing with people like that." Not that Ty seemed like the type, but it was safer not to assume things like that.
Zach was marginally more comfortable knowing that the other guy wasn't going to attempt to explode people. Useless trash piles were one thing, but people was an entirely different story. "Infected are an entirely different story," he replied, his expression and posture relaxed. "I just can't have people thinking one of my medics is going to make 'em explode if they come into the infirmary." because people already questioned the infirmary staff after those rumors had come out. "And knowing some of the hotheads on Security, they'd definitely do something about it."
Now that was a thought Zach himself was familiar with, the idea that this was all one big nightmare. Except you usually woke up from a nightmare, and nobody was waking up from this. "That's a thought, but it's lasted too damn long to just be a nightmare that a person could wake up from." But it made sense, and maybe for someone who wasn't such a realist it could even be a comforting thought that one day they might wake up from all of this. "Not entirely sure about that, actually." Was the whole pain transference thing from earlier a gift? Zach wasn't even sure what the hell had happened to be honest.