[His is in the nightstand on his side of the bed, he'll retrieve it quickly enough. Unlike Wesker's, it's fully intact without any cracks or signs of wear. It's red, the exact same shade of bright red as the blastia. Jaeger hands it over easily.]
Here you are. I don't particularly have any use for it, so if you want to hold onto it, I don't mind.
[This is... There's something about it that's leaving him feeling breathless and almost shy; when he averts his gaze, it has nothing to do with trying to hide his eyes this time.]
Mine has been holding up surprisingly well, despite the damage; it survived Magatus like that. So it's fairly resilient. I know it will be fine with you, regardless.
I'm glad to hear that. I promise I'll take good care of it.
[He's looking at the heart stone instead of Wesker, but he looks immensely pleased. It's more subdued than usual, and he still looks a little shy about the whole thing, but this really has pleased him.]
Thank you. I know mine's in good hands as well! I won't let anything happen to yours.
[He'll reach out then, letting his fingers run gently through Jaeger's hair; he's content to remain quiet for a moment, really - this entire thing feels strangely intimate, and it's unfamiliar but it's good, striking him fairly hard in a way that things usually don't mowadays.]
[That'll get him to look up and he'll lean into the hair-playing immediately. It gets him to laugh after a moment, though the sound's quiet and sort of nervous, of all things. He'll settle easily enough, though.]
[He laughs a little at that, the sound light and soft.]
You always have been good at making sure I know things like that.
[He's quiet for a moment, though the silence isn't an uncomfortable one.]
You really are the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know. Even when things are difficult, it's always worth it to be able to be here with you.
It was frustrating, not being able to express it in the way I wanted for so long. I'm really happy I can manage it now.
[Which is part of the reason why he says it so much. Wesker's always known, but he still feels like he has to make up for lost time.]
I feel the same way, you know. Things can certainly be difficult, but it's always worth it. I'm happiest when I'm with you, and I want nothing more than to stay with you forever.
[It's been a long time since Jaeger actually got a memory with any substance. He's remembered people and places lately, things that aren't really helping him get to know the person he was any, but they're not necessarily bad. He'd prefer that over terrible memories, and while this one wasn't exactly awful, it's knowledge that puts him on edge. It's taken him a little bit longer to sort through it than he'd really like, and he does feel sort of bad about not coming to Wesker sooner, but this was strangely... personal, in a way things usually aren't with Yeager.
He hasn't been distant or acting odd lately, just sort of off in his head sometimes. He's always quick to respond and he doesn't get distracted for too long, but he's sure Wesker's noticed it. So when he comes home from work today he immediately makes his way to the study to look for Wesker. He's ready to talk about it, so he's not going to waste any more time.]
[He's noticed that Jaeger has been a little strange, but Wesker hasn't been trying to press him; he's made sure that he's available to talk if Jaeger decides he wants to, spending time with him in the study as opposed to holing up with his research or being off on his own, but in general he imagines that Jaeger will talk to him once he's got himself sorted a little more. He isn't acting like Wesker has done anything wrong, at least, which is good after everything that dream last week decided to be.
He's in the study when Jaeger comes home, sitting at the desk for the time being. He's going over notes with the sunglasses off, just because it's easier to read without them; he reaches for them through reflex when Jaeger walks in, though he hesitates before putting them on. After a moment's deliberation, he doesn't, but he does pick them up and toy with them a little between his fingers.]
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