They way Hakuba was clutching his hand - and the slight strain in his voice - Zechs resisted the urge to curse. He was so filled with high emotion right now, but mixed in with some of that anger was guilt. It was obvious the detective broke his hand. And it was .... Zechs saw it as his own fault.
That guilt only increased threefold when Tyki entered the room at last.
Immediately Zechs shoved off the helmet to see the man with his own eyes. If he was still connected to the ZERO, he'd almost think he was still hallucinating. Within his expression, clearly broadcast without a single facade, were all of those emotions. Concern. Relief. Love.
Guilt. Residual anger. And, of course, self-loathing. The rage of having ZERO destroyed still ran through him, making him tremble slightly from it. But despite his efforts, Hakuba had injured himself. And with all of his efforts - Tyki came back on his own. And witnessed it all.
Fighting to tame all of this down - being pulled so suddenly from the ZERO not helping the situation - Zechs tried to stand, slowly. In a low, weary voice, not yet able to run towards his lover - though that's exactly what he wanted to do - he said to Tyki, "Tyki. I ..."
Stood. Felt ashamed of himself, but still so angry. But reason was returning to him, a side-effect of that guilt. Almost soundlessly, he said, to both men in the room, "I am sorry."
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That guilt only increased threefold when Tyki entered the room at last.
Immediately Zechs shoved off the helmet to see the man with his own eyes. If he was still connected to the ZERO, he'd almost think he was still hallucinating. Within his expression, clearly broadcast without a single facade, were all of those emotions. Concern. Relief. Love.
Guilt. Residual anger. And, of course, self-loathing. The rage of having ZERO destroyed still ran through him, making him tremble slightly from it. But despite his efforts, Hakuba had injured himself. And with all of his efforts - Tyki came back on his own. And witnessed it all.
Fighting to tame all of this down - being pulled so suddenly from the ZERO not helping the situation - Zechs tried to stand, slowly. In a low, weary voice, not yet able to run towards his lover - though that's exactly what he wanted to do - he said to Tyki, "Tyki. I ..."
Stood. Felt ashamed of himself, but still so angry. But reason was returning to him, a side-effect of that guilt. Almost soundlessly, he said, to both men in the room, "I am sorry."