He came and asked for the report. He saw that I was okay? [Zell didn’t want to think badly of his friends. He knew they were busy, especially Squall.]

Ah. You let your ego get the better of you. You both are lucky that you are skilled gunblade wielders or you wouldn’t be here.

[Zell ran his finger over the scar once more, slowly, before leaning up and giving the scar a soft kiss right where it passed over Seifer’s nose.]