Zenith blushes and looks at their hands as her fingers instinctively intertwine with his. "Sorry," she murmurs, turning even more red and dropping his hand. She walks to a small drive-in with eccentric decor with a slightly nervous smile, avoiding making eye contact with him for long. 

Carra frowns down at herself. "I'll be right back. I should have some street clothes here somewhere.. I have some stuff that should fit you if you want," she says as digs in a chest of drawers by the TV, and she changes in the bathroom, coming out with her hair in a ponytail and in a camo crop top and ripped jeans to match her patched denim jacket and worn black sneakers. "Ready?"