It didn't much seem like the boy was ready to go and chase him again, not after that kind of a reaction to his words. But what could he do? Born a monster, and that was exactly how he was going to act. There was no changing it, no denying, and no moving around it, no matter what Zack told him.

The wing had extended outward, to begin to take off again, when he spared one more glance at the familiar blonde. There was something about him, something that... made him reluctant to just leave him there. He'd been chased all over the city because the kid was somehow facinated by his flight, and even if he shouldn't have been able to care... he somewhat did. It was strange.

"...look." He started out carefully. "Just try and keep up."