Zacharias's eyes flickered at the sudden out burst, but he just nodded his head. Surprisingly calm - and surprisingly patient. At least, people who didn't know him well and thought he was a giant prat (aka most of the world) would be surprised.
"Zacharias," he corrected absently, a reflex more than anything due to not liking short forms of his name before he added, "I'm beginning to notice. Just a worriesome one," he murmured. Because obviously food was necessary.
He looked to Theodore then. "No one's going to make you do anything you don't want to. You're safe here."