"Privilege of being a rich supernatural," Zell said with a sigh as he grabbed the binders that he needed and headed back to his desk. Seifer was trying to rile Zell up, to have get angry, but Zell wasn't having any of it. He was just too damn tired and he no longer cared what Seifer thought.
"You're the one that doesn't want to be here, Seifer, you made that pretty clear," Zell said as he sat down back down hard and put the binders on his desk. He looked at the human and shook his head. "I'm just giving you what you want like I have been all along. You should be happy. You won't have to deal with me anymore."