The boy let go the sword that he was still holding and held his broken hand, leaning against the nearest wall himself, sittign on the floor. He blinked in confusion when he saw the black door, and looked back from Tyki to Zechs like if it was a tennis match.

Hakuba feel like a bit of an intruder when he noticed Zechs's fight with emotions at the view of his lover again, but for the sake of his broken hand, he had all the right to stay. It was hurting, and he didn't had the strength to stood up and move to another room.

"Tyki...she..she really did it..."He couldn't help himself, a growing laugh started on his throat, a cynical laugh, mixed with a weep. "Nice pijamas..." Hakuba smiled wryly at him and made a sobbing sound.