Nothing was happening. Nothing is happening yet.
Zac just watched as Riley very slowly, and very calmly made his way toward them; his steps, without any haste or urgency. Riley has always been calm, but Zac could feel something different from him.
Riley just told him that the table was some sort of memento from someplace that Zac could only assume to be important just earlier; there was also a sort of melancholy as he said that, something he had never seen from him before—and now that memento is broken in two pieces.
"..." Zac then looked at the guards, before taking in a small gulp and shaking his head,
"Whatever you do, do not make this worse," he then said as he slowly backed away. Zac has only known Riley for less than a week, but he has been with him and following him almost without pause. And in that span of time, Zac had gained an idea of who Riley is, but that's not important.
What is important is what he is.
