Zacharias wasn't sure what answer he wanted to her. He certainly wasn't ready for that option to be thrown out there, more so because he didn't have an answer - at least no one that he felt he could give. Telling her to leave would be a lie, because he did honestly like having her in his life - at least the idea of it. Most of the time. But he wasn't going to tell her that.
"Right because you're the only one who is suffering from some unfathomable pain." And while he certainly had a strange way of showing it, finding Harry's body had triggered something in him that he didn't even know how to name, let alone deal with.
Shaking his head, he remembered why he had actually left his sofa. "Look, I'm headed to the chip shop around the corner, so it's still technically on your patrol, and I'd wager you could use something to eat." It was an offer with a hint of a snide comment all wrapped up in one, but it was Zacharias Smith.