[Good thing Ozpin can't see his face right now, otherwise he'd see Zen frowning at the screen with his lips pursed into a faint pout. The temptation to come up with a witty comeback to yet another of Ozpin's corny lines is certainly there, but he's far from being in the mood to keep dragging this conversation.]

That's not a very tempting offer, but I'll give it some thought.

[Asking Ozpin to drop by would be like confessing that, indeed, he is quite bad off, even if Ozpin will figure it out with a single glance at him once they meet anyway. And while he doesn't really think the older man would attempt anything funny, he doesn't find the idea of being alone in a private room with him appealing — he knows from experience that Sanguis' effects are not to be underestimated. Under these circumstances, a public place would be the safest choice, but if they're going to moonlace, he'd rather pick somewhere with as little public eye as possible. All the better if it's within walking distance, given his condition.

Of course, he doesn't voice any of these thoughts at all, and instead just types in the coordinates to a small, cozy park close to the residential district on level 2, where he currently lives. He speaks up after pressing the button to send the text.]

Neither. Check the text I've just sent for the place. See you there.