He couldn't think about the rest. Zach wasn't really going to blow himself up. There were precautions, besides just knowing what they were doing. Charms were there to protect them. And at times, walls, if he needed it. But it didn't matter next to-
None of it did. Zach couldn't lose him, couldn't lose Colin. "They're textbooks, Colin, for being in school," Zach pointed out loudly, "They...they're killers and fighters, and some of them are old and they've been doing it since like...they're like my dad's age. And you're, Colin, I can't lose you." Zach held Colin tight, not letting go.