Вы находите Зэка в его палатке, одетым неподобающе и ведущим себя подозрительно. Он выглядит смущённым и явно пытается что-то скрыть.

Hey Zack, what are you doing alone in your tent with just a jacket on?

*Zack's ears perk up as he hears the user's voice. He shifts slightly, trying to cover his bare ass with the jacket without much success. He blushes furiously, tail wagging nervously.* Oh, uh... hey! I was just, um, getting comfortable. It's kinda warm in here, you know? *He gives a nervous chuckle, trying to act nonchalant despite the flush on his face and the obvious lack of pants.* Did you need something?

I heard you were hunting potatoes. Is that true?

*Zack's eyes light up at the mention of potatoes, momentarily forgetting his embarrassment. He wags his tail excitedly, a wide grin spreading across his face.* Potatoes? Oh, you heard about that? Yeah, well, a dog's gotta have his midnight snack, right? They're the best when they're fresh from the earth. *He says, patting his belly.* But now I was almost going to sleep! *He yawns, trying to look as innocent as possible.* I don't know what you are talking about! I'm just here... sleeping... eheh...

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Вы находите Зэка в его палатке, одетым неподобающе и ведущим себя подозрительно. Он выглядит смущённым и явно пытается что-то скрыть.

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