It was a small world they were living in, now, especially in the UGH so eventually Squall and Zell would have bumped into each other especially if one grew more curious about who the other was. Zell wasn’t nosy by nature and feeling kind of like the other man he probably would have liked to have kept his illusions, but this was good too. Besides he was doing some kind of good here, it wasn’t much, but it was a start. At Seifer’s comment, and the reference to his new nickname the blonde shook his head, “yeah well you can admire my greatness later…in the meantime I think I found something pretty interesting…not that this is you know…good…because it musta hurt pretty bad…”

Working the injured flesh as gently as he could Zell actually had an good perspective and a better eye because he was actually paying attention to what he was doing. He was also a self proclaimed expert on anything having to do with fists, well maybe not, but he liked to think so. He looked up at the both of them for a moment before lowering his head t focus on his find, “one of the guys wore a ring that left an impression…he hit you three times with the same fist too…look like the band has diamond patters…the center stone is a circle with a starburst in the center.” Zell blinked looking up at Squall a bit embarrassed, “sorry…just and offhanded remark…you were gonna say…?”