... Great. Just what he didn't want: the two of them meeting each other. He held his breath and waited, but it looked like it would be okay. Squall might have gotten the wrong impression but Zell thankfully squashed it flat. Seifer made a mental note, though, to talk privately to Squall sometime. Later, when the guy felt better. Seifer shifted around to let Zell patch up the battered Squall. He didn't know very much about this kind of stuff, so better leave it to someone who did. His eyes widened in admiration watching how Zell worked.

"What do you know, Birdie: you're useful," he teased, needing something to joke about. "As for you," he turned his focus on Squall. "I already told you to stop moving around so much. Just relax and let us take care of you." Zell was asking questions about the beating that Seifer wouldn't have even thought of. Seifer was more impressed than ever; Zell really knew his stuff. "Zell and I are gonna catch the assholes who did this," he explained to Squall, "so any info you can tell us will help."