Zacharias arched an eyebrow at her response. "Not really," he said thoughtfully. That voice that sounded surprisingly like his mother's chided him for his words, but he tried to argue with it that it was the truth. "Though, I'm sure someone found you exciting," he amended...sort of.
He glanced at the tea for a moment before leaning lightly against one of the shelves.
He eyed her curiously. Had she just read his mind? That would be far too unnerving for his own good. "I am sure it will be a blast," he said dryly. He hated parties. In fact, for the most part he disliked the idea of being around so many people. "Too many people, really. However, she said she'd give me alcohol, so I said I'd go. I guess there are worse reasons to attend a party." Though...he hadn't figured them out yet.