[The hair-playing is always nice; it takes him a moment, but he does lean into it eventually. He's still shaking and he's still worked up, and slowly he's starting to feel other things besides fear - sadness and frustration being the main two. There's a spark of anger there as well, though it's nothing compared to the raging inferno in Wesker's memory.]

I... I know. I know it'll be all right. And... I know we're safe, nothing like that is going to happen again, you're... you're not going to...

[But he already died here, didn't he? What if something happens again?

Jaeger's grip can't get any tighter, and he's certainly not going to be letting go any time soon.]