Looking down at the boy sitting on the ground, legs crossed indian style possibly one of every melee weapon they'd ever used bunched up in his lap and a roll of the medical tape in hand, Nick couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and cross his arms over his chest saying the first thing that came to mind "Ellis what in the hell are you doing?."
The mechanic looked up at him and grinned one of his lopsided grins that showed he was real happy about what he was doing. Using his fingernail to find the end of the tape and peel it back for a start, Ellis took the piece of tape inbetween two fingers and jerked it out so it'd be a longer piece. Without even looking down at what he was doing Ellis placed the end of tape on the handle of a machette and kept going until it was wrapped all the way around the bunch of weapons. Then made sure the tape was smooth and started another wrap around them. "Oh hey there Nick! I didn't see ya standin' there!. Oh I'm just making me one of them boo-kays. Fer our weddin'!."
Nick felt like facepalming, but instead just pinched the bridge of his nose. Sometimes he just didn't understand what was going through the kid's head, especially when he came to their relationship. "Alright let me point out what's wrong with that statement. First of all, I don't know where you got the idea that we were getting married but that's never going to happen. Second, your using things that could be put to better use holding down bandages after you bang your yourself up to play pretend. Thirdly, we don't have anywhere to get married even if we wanted to."
Ellis huffed and pushed his hat back a little higher on his head so he could get a better look at Nick as he looked up at him. "Well gee Nick aint you just a little downer today. Of course we're gonna get married, cause you love me an' you know it!. It aint gotta be pretend neither, we're always passin' churches and stuff we'll just break into one a them and git it done there." That smile came back to Ellis' face and was about to look down at what he was doing when he heard Nick sigh, looking back up at him to see what was wrong now.
"Well Mr. Sunshine, since you got all this figured out where would we get a preacher? I don't see you as the kind of person to just go up to the registery and sign a paper. I'm guessing you would be the kind to want guests there too, so where are we going to get them?." Ellis didn't even seem to get this some thought before giving Nick an answer that could've only come from something out of Ellis' mind. "Well Coach can do the preachin' since he's a praying man and all I'm sure he'll know what ta do. As fer guests, we'll just invite the zombies! I'm sure even zombies enjoy a nice weddin' every once in awhile."
Now Nick did facepalm, letting the hand slowly down his face before glancing down at the younger man. He seemed pretty serious about this, and really didn't know what to say to something like that. So he did the only thing he could do, totally ignored the bits of stupidity in Ellis' logic and turned to walk away too tired to turn this into an agruement that would more then likely just give him a headache and not change the boy's mind at all. "Whatever, just don't come crying to me when you don't have anything left to heal yourself with when the time comes."
Ellis laughed, giving Nick's retreating back a smirk and a gleam of something along the lines of amusement and maybe even a little more. "Don't worry Nick, if I come to you fer anything it'll be sumthin' a lot different then healin'."