Zechs immediately got to his feet, automatically and instinctively standing so he was between Rufus and Tyki. As if the President was threatening his lover. All of his angry temper resurged again, and focused on an acceptable target. Normally he would have worn a calm mask even in his anger. But now Rufus had seen him more vulnerable still.

"Have you no concept of privacy whatsoever, Rufus?" Zechs growled, hands clenching into fists. The bastard had the nerve to be armed. He very much doubted the man was here just to remind him of paperwork this time.

Making sure he'd be shielding Tyki from Rufus' direct line of sight at all times, even if the man should move - Zechs wasn't even realizing he was doing this - he said hatefully, "I take it yours is not a social nor business visit."