Zach gave a frightened look, still loaded with the mindset he had died and gone to hell. He sighs in resignation, knowing it's either try now and brave it through, or walk around, scared of what's apparently going to be two of his class periods, and probably his roommate's pleasure.  He shudders, fairly noticeably, at the thought of that. "Let's just get this over with?" He asks through gritted teeth. "But don't be surprised if I struggle or hurt you. It'd be more instinctive than self defense, anyway." He continues. He gives a loose stance, trying to relax and calm himself down.