Monday found Kyoya strolling into the club room, new glasses in place. Tamaki got up and ask how Kyoya was feeling. However, the eyes behind those glasses discouraged him from doing so. It was Hunny-senpai that did, however.

"Kyo-chan! How are you!"

"... I'm quite well, thank you, Hunny-senpai. Much better than Friday."

Tamaki nodded in greeting at Kyoya, and the dark-haired boy took his place at the table, pulling out his laptop. "Good afternoon, everyone."

It was incredibly clear to Tamaki that the shadowy Host was not going to discuss what happened on Friday. Even to hear Tamaki apologize for interfering as much as he did. Especially not in front of the rest of the club. As usual, Kyoya had meant every word of what he had said in the hallway, and would not take it back.

And that was their friendship, he supposed. Kyoya would be harsh and biting when he was vulnerable, but Tamaki would forever try to help him when he insisted he didn't need it.

But in the end, Kyoya usually did.