"I believe he deserves to know." As daunting as all of that is. It makes it a bit more real, letting another in on... whatever has happened here. But Oeznik is Oeznik, and he likely knows something is amiss anyway.

"Besides, you do have snacks to sneak in, I believe." There's a teasing smile that mostly hides any concern Zemo is feeling as he goes to slip out of the car. He gives a bit of a stretch before going around back to gather some of their bags.

"You can go to your room, James. I will go speak with Oeznik." And hopefully not give his dear friend a heart attack.

"... With any luck, he does not think I am an intruder." He isn't quite as helpless as he seems after all and Zemo doesn't want to be mistaken for a potential threat. Perhaps if he offers the watch first...