[There's a flinch, but he's turned away. If Zane sees it, it'll be in his shoulders, which he hasn't quite caught on to as a tell yet, a new one.]
[After a moment, he turns to look at him, his expression guarded, but laced with concern. He doesn't know this. There's a lot about himself that he doesn't know right now.]
Yes?
[The undercurrent is have I done something wrong? He assumes he has, is still trying to figure out if it was the right thing to do to tell Charles. It feels right, but it also feels wrong. And then he made Zane cry.]
[His lips twitch silently, trying to form words even though he doesn't have any. Then:]
spam
[After a moment, he turns to look at him, his expression guarded, but laced with concern. He doesn't know this. There's a lot about himself that he doesn't know right now.]
Yes?
[The undercurrent is have I done something wrong? He assumes he has, is still trying to figure out if it was the right thing to do to tell Charles. It feels right, but it also feels wrong. And then he made Zane cry.]
[His lips twitch silently, trying to form words even though he doesn't have any. Then:]
You're upset.
[Not a question.]