"Shut up, Ike!" Zen's face is as bright as a tomato. He cannot withstand his mother's cheer for him; don't get him wrong, he appreciates the support his mother is giving him. But it is just too much for him to handle especially when they are out in the public. More than anything, Zen would like his mother's image intact. The media can be a terrifying thing from time to time.
"Come on, now Zen. Don't be so hot-headed in front of your mother." Ike still can't stop his laughter; Zen's red face is just making it worse for him. He had no idea that Zen's face can be this red to this extent.
"You don't have to worry about that, my mom knows my temperament very well." Right now, Zen misses his mother's other persona. the cold-hearted person who would not even give mercy to its flesh and blood during training.