Rufus stood impassive to Zechs' breaking facade, though he noted how easily it could be broken. The glowing yellow materia in Rufus' arm suggested otherwise how seriously Rufus' exasperation for the two men were. If Tyki wanted to be involved, he was signing his own death warrant.

"I said, sit your ass down, Zechs." Rufus said quietly, the materia taking over in his arm and the room filling with yellow light. "I rather hate using my own interrogation techniques on an employee - soon to be former if he doesn't explain what the hell he was doing putting my planet second to his grief counseling. You didn't think I'd notice you go insane?"