Zach came over but knew she was losing patience with him. "Sorry. You just haven't really told me anything, so I don't know what to do. If I knew why I was here, I could help a lot better." He explained with his apology. He sat down, with a mind working like a supercomputer, searching everything he knew to figure out for himself why he was here. His thoughts were most likely able to be read on his face. ''Come with me, please.' But for what?'<br/><br/>(EDIT: I hope those aren't your true thoughts, glyph. I'd hate to know I'm doing bad. I know so many roleplayers whose characters' thoughts are theirs and vice versa.)