Colin had been working. Justin and Rose were aware. He'd even made sure to leave some sandwiches prepared. He didn't want them to go hungry, and he'd been up earlier than them all. He had just taken a picture and turned when he heard someone talking to his camera. He peered out from behind it and looked the man in front of him over curiously.
It was another moment before his eyes widened in recognition. No, he hadn't seen him in four years, but the time he'd spent poring over his photobooks would never let him forget the few things that didn't change: eyes and bone structure. "Zacharias?" His head tilted to the side just slightly.
His eyes widened slightly at the realization that if he'd been recognized, and Zach couldn't be trusted, he was in far more trouble than he wanted to even think about. He let Hector rest against his chest, hand moving into his pocket. "What does DA stand for and why was it made." He borrowed from Justin. It was for the best, really. He had to be sure.