Zach patiently let himself be fussed over, and even tilted his head into the touch a bit. He didn't need to fake that he liked the attention. His kind were tactile by nature, and it was rare to get touches like this without some sort of agenda behind it. Rare enough that he still took the opportunity to enjoy them when they came by, at least. 

"That doesn't sound like fun. Aren't you supposed to be all... happy about religious stuff, being a priest and all?" he asked, watching the priest watch the garden. He still didn't have a concrete plan or anything, but he always preferred to work on instinct anyway. Right now the first priority would be to stop the priest thinking of him as a 'little one'. Zach doubted there was a shortcut for that one, so he would just have to see if he could find some common ground with his target.

"I'm comfortable here," he answered the question with a small smile. "It's very... peaceful. There's not a lot of green in the city, unfortunately." He helpfully took his own shirt off so the priest could get to the bandages. It was a bit of a challenge to get it over his head considering his ribs, but he got it off soon enough.