[As soon as Lloyd shakes his hand, Zack grins. With that out of the way, he can sleep easier. And speaking of sleep...]

I'll hold you to that. But really, man. I'm fine. Been on my feet through worse!

[And passed out through worse, too. Still, he doesn't protest as he moves back towards the heater; this area of the ground level is still intact and his bedroll is looking mighty comfy right about now.]

You wanna stay here tonight? I've got a spare in the closet.