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[manufactured]

NOAH ISAACS

Albert Wesker. Pharmaceutical Research and Development. This surely won't end poorly.

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[scythegun]

It's not pointless! It's something that you're going through, so of course I'd like to know about it. I want to be able to help you, and I can't even try to do that if I don't know there's a problem.

[manufactured]

It isn't anything to be concerned about, Jaeger.

[I mean that stone we've all got is still looking rough as hell, but it should be fine? Zee implied it won't break now, so.]

[scythegun]

You know I'm going to be concerned anyway. Please tell me if it gets any worse, okay?

[manufactured]

As I said, it isn't terrible. Odd, granted, but nothing that I can't get used to in time.

[That isn't an answer.]

[scythegun]

I'm glad to hear that, but you didn't answer my question, Albert.

[manufactured]

...There's no point in concerning you about it. It's fine.

[...This is apparently the point he's going to be stubborn about with regards to this entire conversation.]

[scythegun]

[It's absolutely not fine, but Jaeger doesn't want to fight over it. He sighs after a moment and nods.]

Very well. I won't pester you about it.

[That doesn't mean he's not going to keep a sharp eye out for any changes, but that's not the point.]

[manufactured]

[Just. So much leaning back against the couch.]

You're upset.

[...thanks for the contribution, wesker.]

[scythegun]

Of course I'm upset. I really care about you and I wish this wasn't happening to you. I'm very thankful you told me all of this today; I know it must have been difficult. But... I'm worried you'll keep trying to hide things from me.

[manufactured]

...You know that I always talk to you if I feel it's important enough.

[So...]

[scythegun]

I know, and it's good that you will! But these things are important too, and I don't want you to have to suffer through them alone.

[manufactured]

It isn't suffering.

[Or, well, this isn't. The other things that have been addressed today were arguably suffering.]

[scythegun]

Still, I'd like to know. It's... important to me.

[He's not sure he can really explain it beyond "it's distressing"...]

[manufactured]

...What are you afraid is going to happen?

[scythegun]

[...]

I'm afraid it'll get worse and maybe you won't feel anything at all.

[Not for him, not for anyone. And maybe that's better than feeling hatred for everything, but the thought still terrifies him.]

[manufactured]

...You're afraid I won't love you anymore.

[Among other things, he's sure, but...]

[scythegun]

That's not the only reason, but... yes.

[He's gone back to playing with the hem of his sleeve again instead of looking at Wesker.]

[manufactured]

[For a long moment, he isn't sure what to say.]

...You're always going to be important to me; nothing is going to change that. Surely you know that much...?

[It's...not a reassuring answer, but he's trying.]

[scythegun]

[It's not exactly the most comforting answer, but he gets what Wesker's trying for.]

I... I know. I can't imagine that ever changing. Still, I'm worried about you.

[I'm worried about losing you.]

[manufactured]

...I'm going to be all right, you know.

[It's quiet, but it's even; after a moment he reaches out to stroke Jaeger's hair again.]

[scythegun]

[He leans into that immediately, of course.]

I certainly hope you will be! You've already been through so much...

[He still thinks it isn't fair, but he doesn't voice that thought aloud.]

Thank you for telling me all of this. It's a little much right now, but I promise I'll be okay.

[manufactured]

I know you will. And you can always tell me if you aren't.

[A little hypocritical, after all of that, but it's out there anyway.]

It is a lot to work through, either way.

[scythegun]

I will. Thank you.

It may be a lot to work through, but I'll manage it.

[He has to, he doesn't want to leave Wesker dealing with this all alone, after all.]

[manufactured]

I know you will.

[...]

You're good to me, you know.

[scythegun]

[Oh, hang on. He has no idea why that of all things punched him in the feelings, but wow. Give him a second to look away before he corrects it.]

...I do my best to be. I always want to be. You mean so much to me, Albert.