[Locked to Zechs, RT post]
Tyki was waiting for Zechs again when he came back to his room at the end of his shift. This time the Noah wasn't rooting through his closet, or poking at anything he shouldn't be. He lay on Zechs' bed as if he owned the place, reading a thick book bound in leather and seemingly quite comfortable.
Though Tyki wasn't entirely certain Zechs would be happy to see him - he hadn't warned him he was coming or anything - he was hoping that Zechs would at least be able to help before it was too late.
Because Tyki had a major problem, and Zechs was the only person he could think of who could help.
Though Tyki wasn't entirely certain Zechs would be happy to see him - he hadn't warned him he was coming or anything - he was hoping that Zechs would at least be able to help before it was too late.
Because Tyki had a major problem, and Zechs was the only person he could think of who could help.