Zechs was just planning on popping back into the apartment for a moment, though he was a little concerned. He was starting to consider the consequences for having some people turned into children, yet others unaffected. Those others may decide to take advantage of the situation. Considering his current position, and his employer's condition, this meant he had to be especially dutiful.

Disabling the security and unlocking the door, however, let him find something which only slightly surprised him. Hakuba, dressed in vintage Victorian-era clothing, looking all of about six years old. And attempting to get a small yellow bird off of a lamp. He asked Tyki to look at the post and see if the boy needed assistance, but it didn't necessarily mean he'd have to come here.

No matter. Zechs liked Hakuba, and even trusted the Detective a good deal, which was a feat for anyone to achieve. Locking the door behind him, he turned to face the child. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, and wore black leather gloves. His idea of a Turk's uniform.

"Good morning, Detective."