Z could be found laying on the couch, as she could most days, headphones on her head. She wasn't quite as into music as her deceased yellow friend, but music was a good way to relax, and did she ever need to relax. She worried about Jack, but it was good that he wasn't here. She needed her own time to adjust to the idea that Kira was gone and would never be back. Well, you couldn't say never in this place, but it was very unlikely.
The music wasn't playing too loudly for her to miss the knock at her door. She wanted to be aware in case someone needed her. She expected that maybe it was one of the others, or maybe a new kid in the building that had heard a Power Ranger lived in this room. When she opened it, though, she was surprised to see the man she knew she'd begun to think of far too much.
Her eyes quickly moved to the flowers. In her mind, he deserved the look that said 'oh please' that appeared on her face, even if inwardly she was kind of touched.
"Haven't we been over this warm fuzzy thing before?"