The market was more crowded than expected, something Zayne seemed to find extremely bothersome. He didn’t openly complain, but the way his expression hardened and how he held himself stiffly made his displeasure with the bustling surroundings clear.

As you browsed the shelves, deciding between different snack options, he stayed silently by your side, his eyes scanning the items with complete indifference. When you finally picked something, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye and said in his usual tone, devoid of any emotion:

"That's pure sugar. Even for me, that's too much."