One hand finds a hip. It's a Zack move and yet it's entirely off, the move a little too studied, the way he stands a little too youthfully loose, and yet it seems to come utterly naturally to him, this stilted not-rest stance. No compassion, or recognition, sparks in his eyes. If anything he looks bored... and a little annoyed. As if that's his permanent expression.

"Help would be hauling you somewhere helpful and throwing a potion on you or two if you could pay for it. You want any other kind of help - it'll cost a lot more than a potion."

His face looks too young to be aware of other forms of 'help'... but he is in Midgar. His eyes certainly don't show any innocence left to be stolen.