Zacharias would have liked nothing more than to remaining sitting there, wallowing in his own shit. It seemed better than going over to join everyone else. Or at least he did until he saw the Edgecombes coming up the path. While he didn't want to deal with either Justin or Marietta, Justin did seem the lesser of two evils.
With a long-suffering sigh, Zacharias pushed back to his feet to head up to where everyone was gathering. As he approached he avoided Justin's gaze as best as he could. It felt wrong to have Justin here. And for as much as he complained about Justin, he was a man who honestly cared for his father and lost him presumably without finding any sort of closure. Zacharias on the other hand had more than once considered the implications of killing his father and had a tenuous relationship at best. It was almost better his father was gone, except that it was also a giant unknown. And it was just weird to start to miss something you never particularly liked to begin with.
"You're unbelievable," he said as he stood behind his seat. "And I don't mean that in a good way."