Zell didn't say anything to Seifer. Didn't even watch him walk out the door when he returned from his room. He just plated the food and moved to the kitchen table. When Seifer was about ten feet from the doorway Zell got up and closed the door behind Seifer. There was a moment of hesitation before he locked them and moved to sit back down.
He knew he had fucked up but he also knew Seifer would never respect him. Sighing Zell ran his hands through his hair, gave the food a once over, before he got up and headed for his drums.