He wasn't dressed in anything particularly nice, as one tended not to when around exploding jars. He had charmed the clothes to be resistant to getting cut and such, but shards of glass were very persistent buggers at times. And a few of his clothes had been repaired from the holes they made. But there weren't any holes at the moment.
Hearing his voice and seeing Tracey approach, Zach stood up straighter, to have better posture, and waited for her to decide how to greet him. Theo was going to be proud. Zach was trying so so hard not to do anything to scare Tracey. Nor to have too much energy. Energy was...not always a good thing. "Well, I wasn't bombed on my way out," Zach replied, "so pretty good. And yourself?" He began slowly walking toward Covent Garden. Once they got close, Tracey could take the lead.