"Oh, just shut the fuck up, will you? It's not like you're going to go and goddamn tell her." Zach snapped as he stood up, shocked from his observation of the faint traces of magic, by the sound of the other man's voice. His muscles tensed just looking at Warrington - spine stiffening instantly as if there was something to prove.
He folded his arms and just looked at the other man for a moment, then, with a snort, turned and started walking. Fuck that. He didn't fucking need that shite right now.