Colin hadn't actually thought about what he'd said, not so much understanding his accidental innuendos. He only meant that Zach had control over the ability to make him not feel disappointed in him. He peered up at him curiously when he was asked about what he wanted to do now. Truth was, he wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to do now. He liked where he was, but if there was anything Zach wanted to do, he would.
"I don't know," he said quietly. "I like this." He shrugged, nosing his cheek. "Do you want to do something?" He smiled a little. "It doesn't have to be all about what I want to do. Then again, I suppose we share some mutual interests, so it's not like we are strangers who do not know what would be fun for both of us, right?"
He glanced toward the table, spotting the chocolate and humming softly. "We have chocolate still. We could eat some...unless you don't want any." He was too comfortable to really move and get any because only he'd want it, but if Zach did, too, he would get it.