Tyki was there and he was having problems standing. Hakuba remained and was in enough pain he was almost sobbing. Zechs felt torn, and the expression was clear on his face. And that raging anger still beat within him. Darkly, something muttered, perhaps you SHOULD let the detective suffer. He destroyed what you needed.

Zechs had too much self-control to listen to that voice. Fighting the urge still to run towards Tyki, he began walking towards the man, past Hakuba, that last bit of iron control he could summon in every step. Trying to keep his voice calm, but pretty much failing, he said softly, "I'll ... I will explain. Later. Saguru must be seen to."

He walked past Tyki as well, into the master bathroom, retrieving the potions kept there. While Turks were supplied with both materia and potions, Zechs was quite frankly crap with magic. Especially healing magic. Inwardly, Zechs' emotions still rolled within him. He wanted to punch Hakuba across the face. He wanted to hold Tyki tight and ignore the rest of the world.

Hakuba was Tyki's friend as well. To ignore the boy would dishonor his lover.

Kneeling before Hakuba, he offered a potion. Quietly, he said, "... As much as I disagree with your actions, Saguru, for what it is worth ... I apologize."

One hand trembled slightly. He was so damned angry. The ZERO ...