Trying to prepare tea with one hand proved to be more difficult than Hakuba expected. Finally he managed to do it out of stubbornness, and he sat on the kitchen’s table with the warm cup in front of him. He made enough tea for Tyki and Zechs, once they were done with their own problems.

Having Tyki with him will be good for Zechs’s sanity, Hakuba mused, but he wondered if the millennium Earl was already looking for him. It looked like Tyki was going to faint any moment, he was in need of more rest, that to start. All of them need it.

The potion was on the table next to the mug, Hakuba frowned at it as if to blame it for all the problems they had. He was discussing with himself about drinking it or not, because he didn’t liked the idea at all, but the pain of his hand was crushing him.

He waited.