Anyone who knew Zach at all knew that half of what he said was simply bravado and ego, and this wasn’t any different. Surviving a zombie bite was no different than having survived a bombing, and neither one of those things made him invincible.
He smiled slightly when it became obvious to him that Talia was totally sucked into what she was doing now. Zach couldn’t say he had ever fully seen this side of her before, but he wasn’t surprised that she was so passionate about her work – Talia was after all in his opinion a very passionate woman in general.
“Emergency medicine isn’t for everyone,” he agreed, but there was just something about knowing you were saving a life, or doing your damnedest to do just that that created a thrill – it’s why Zach loved his job so much. “If it makes you feel any better, I think I cried over the first four patients that didn’t make it,” he was strong enough in who he was to admit something like that.
Zach nodded. “Without people like you though, mysteries wouldn’t be solved,” he remarked. “So I agree that it would have been just as important, just in a different way.” He found it interesting how willing Talia was at that moment to open up about this. He couldn’t remember time exactly when they had really had much of a conversation of what they had had plans to be or do before the world went to hell. “Understandable.”
When he had agreed to assist her with all of this, he hadn’t been expecting such a serious conversation – but he couldn’t exactly say he was complaining either.
Discarding his own gloves and mask, Zach nodded his head. “It’s your lab, I’m just here as the assistant,” he answered with a faint smirk. “So if you want to leave this guy out like this, that’s entirely up to you.” He had a feeling that this was maybe a common practice when it came to the science types. After all nobody really ventured out to their lab except for them.