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I understand. If there's ever anything I can do to help with that, let me know! If it's easier for you to work through it alone, or in silence, I'll always do what I can for you!

[They're doing so well...]

I know you will; you're good to me like that.

[...]

Come downstairs with me...? I have a few things to show you.

Oh, of course!

[He'll go ahead and get up, since he's all over you like always...]

What is it you want to show me?

You wanted to see the memorials I have down there, for one thing.

[...]

Retrospec gave me some incredibly alarming gifts as well, and I'm not sure what to think of them.

Of course. I really do think that will be nice.

[The rest of it is significantly less nice, however.]

What did they give you?

It isn't virus samples, if that's what you're thinking.

[Just...let him get up and we can go, all right.]

Oh, that's good.

[Oh thank god. But yes, let's head on downstairs!]

[...Well, as soon as we go downstairs we're going to be experiencing the general sensation of having a small robot run a bright red scanning light over both of us, and it's going to start flashing and making really obnoxious beeping noises when it sees you, um.

Just. Give him a second to reach up and take that thing down from the ceiling where it's perched near the stairs and shut it off.]

...As I said, I've had one guarding the basement...

And it isn't even programmed to recognize me?

[It's joking though, don't worry. He won't spend forever wanting to play with the robot either (even though it's tempting).]

I do want it to let me know if anyone comes down here.

[Including you.]

I can let you see the ones that do sometime, if you like them so much.

[...You can play with them for a while. He doesn't mind.]

Of course I do! They're very cute, I'm quite fond of them!

[he is absolutely adopting all of the others and there's nothing you can do to stop him.]

I don't know if I'd call them cute...

[Anyway

The first thing that's likely noticeable is that some of the stasis tubes have things growing in them now - nothing unnerving, exactly, it isn't organs or anything, but rather it's flowers, bright orange asters that don't quite look like anything familiar, or like anything that really belongs here, for that matter. There are some more of them set up on a table against the far wall, presumably where the memorial is: there's also...uh, well.

There appears to be heavy weaponry just kind of sitting on one of the counters nearby. That's a thing that's happening, apparently.]

They're very cute.

[But anyway, look at the flowers! They're certainly better than the heavy weaponry, and he'll go check those out first.]

Did you receive these from Retrospec? They're very beautiful!

[...he'll acknowledge the weapons in a moment, okay.]

[The asters in the tubes certainly seem to be thriving in there, anyway. Somehow? Maybe they don't need much to survive.]

We grew them in Africa; they were important to our research somehow, though I'm not entirely sure why. They seem to be doing well enough here, however.

It's nice that you can grow them in here! They are lovely...

[But yeah, okay, fine. He'll turn his attention to the heavy weaponry.]

I take it you received all of this from Retrospec as well?

Yes.

[That is a fucking RPG rocket launcher, several rounds to be used with it, and a few things that look like straight-up bombs?]

I'm not sure why they felt it was necessary, but I received them today.

Oh dear. Well, at least they'll be safe down here.

[What do you even do with something like that...]

...Perhaps they'll be useful if we have to fight anything like that creature with the eye again.

[Wesker, no.]

[...you know, he should probably be more wary about this than he is, but.]

They certainly would come in handy for that, yes! I wonder if that thing has moved since we fought it...?

[oh my god.]

I wouldn't know.

[guys.]

...I've been shot by those before, you know. The rockets. They didn't kill me.

Seriously? You can survive something like that?

[That's both horrifying and really cool, holy shit his husband is so awesome...]

Yes. Chris and his friend kept trying to hit me with them; I could catch them before they hit. They shot them sometimes, however, to make them explode. Usually a few inches from my head.

It was blinding, obviously, and highly unpleasant. But it didn't do more than stagger me a bit at best.

That's crazy...

[oh my god you were so overpowered, what the hell]

It's always strange to hear about things like that. I tend to worry about you more than I really need to, and this is only a reminder of that!

[It's not really an apology or anything, but he sounds a bit sheepish anyway.]

..It's all right, Jaeger. I know you worry because I'm important to you, and you don't want anything to happen to me. It doesn't bother me.

[He knows it's not an apology, but he wants to make that clear anyway.]

I've told you before that I liked things better this way in my past life. I don't know how much I can say that's true for me now, but I do like that we don't have to be concerned about anything terrible happening unexpectedly.

[Thanks, he appreciates it...]

Yes. It really is a relief... I'd be devastated if anything happened to you, so I guess I can't help but worry about it, no matter how unlikely it really is. I love you so much, after all.

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