[A Secluded Desert]

Oh. Look.
Reading him like a book.

This should probably surprise him more than it ends up doing, which amounts to a brief flare of shock, followed by embarrassment and a tad bit of deeper shame.
Of all the things he's seen lately, Zee digging up his not-incredibly-subtle fears really isn't that high up on the totem pole of weird.

More importantly, there's some actual, nice reassurance in there.
Not permeated with the faerie stuff? Not mad at him? Accordingly probably not concerned that he's become a terrible fae-man who needs to be viewed with terrible disappointment, shortly before a subsequent game of obliteration-tag?
Great!
And that terrible Rabbit Thing is gone too!
"Okay. Firstly: really glad you're maybe kind of okay with this. Secondly: still sort of sorry for predictably going further than I said I would."

Only sort of. It was the sort of predictable he figures everyone was aware of at that time and was being tacitly, if unhappily, agreed to. And he's learned such interesting things that he doesn't think he could go back on anyway, if given the choice.

He looks prepared to continue into a 'thirdly', before that last comment of Zee's finds purchase in his clearly-scattered thoughts somewhere.
And then he just gets kind of quiet and stays that way for a minute.

There's a murmur, at some point, that's not terribly audible. Not that this is likely to stop Zee from noticing.
"A year, huh."

He doesn't seem to know what to do with that information.