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[manufactured]

NOAH ISAACS

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

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[manufactured]

[Oh, that's...]

...I believe you, you know. When you say you've never doubted it.

[scythegun]

[That gets a soft laugh out of him.]

I'm glad! I wouldn't want you to think that I've been questioning this or anything like that! I was so certain that this would make me happy, and I certainly wasn't wrong!

[manufactured]

You've never given me reason to think that.

[scythegun]

Good! I'd be worried if I had, honestly...

[He settles a bit once that's out there.]

You really have made me so happy, Albert. I love you so much.

[manufactured]

[The nuzzling that gets is soft, all right.]

I love you too. Always.

[scythegun]

[He'll return it immediately.]

Always. I'll always be right here for you, no matter what.

[manufactured]

I know you will.

[...]

I appreciate that you're willing to go over what Retrospec gives me from time to time. Notes like the ones I received today are always something of an experience.

[scythegun]

Of course! I'm very curious about your past life, after all. And besides, being here for you is important to me. I always want to discuss these things because maybe it'll help you.

...I really am glad you're okay after receiving these. I can see where they could be really upsetting.

[manufactured]

Honestly, I found them more surreal than anything, Spencer's notes in particular.

[That was. Weird? That was weird.]

[scythegun]

I honestly don't know what I was expecting. It should have been exactly that, but somehow I thought he'd be less...

[He waves a hand, presumably indicating all that.]

Well, if you do start feeling upset or worked up about it at any point, I'll be here.

[manufactured]

I only remember speaking to him once, you know. I thought about him from time to time, but I don't think I ever met him in person before the night that I killed him.

Needless to say, that was a rough first meeting.

[...He literally met the guy for the first time and he immediately started in on YOU WERE CREATED TO SERVE ME, YOU HAVE NO FREE WILL, MASS-PRODUCED GOD CHILDREN, ETC, it was kind of insane.]

[scythegun]

[...Wow. Just. Give him a second to process that.]

I'm somehow both surprised that it was your first meeting, and not surprised at all that he'd act like that.

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I was working under his orders for a long time, but I don't remember ever seeing him in person. I think he was the one telling me what I was supposed to do back when I was working with S.T.A.R.S., but I couldn't tell you for sure. I don't remember much of that time yet.

[...]

I did receive a couple of things relating to them as well recently. S.T.A.R.S., I mean.

[scythegun]

Oh? What did you receive?

[manufactured]

[He'll finally pass that photograph over; it depicts twelve people, some of whom are recognizable - Barry, Chris and Jill, as well as Wesker himself - and some of whom...decidedly aren't - they're all standing on what looks like an airfield in front of a helicopter, holding weapons of varying sorts.]

Rebecca isn't there, so I assume it's an older picture; apparently there were thirteen of us total.

[scythegun]

[Jaeger looks it over, tipping his head slightly after he's picked out the people he recognizes.]

I didn't realize there were so many of you. Were only a few of you sent on that mission to the mansion?

[...or did everyone else just like, die horribly or something.]

[manufactured]

...I don't remember.

[He's quiet for a moment at that.]

I believe there may have been more sent, because Rebecca wasn't a member of my unit, and I have no idea why they would have sent someone who wasn't mine off with me - she should have been with the rest of her own set. But if they sent all of us, I don't know what happened to the rest... I know I wanted Barry to help me destroy evidence, but I didn't tell him to kill anyone.

[...]

I...mentioned to Chris, when I told him that I had betrayed them all, that I was using S.T.A.R.S. for something. I expressed something similar to Birkin... It's possible that they're dead because of me. I'm not assuming that I personally murdered them or anything of the sort, but generally "using people for something" doesn't bode terribly well.

[scythegun]

I see...

[He's quiet for a moment, taking that in.]

I'm sure you'll remember what happened to them eventually.

[...]

It might be kind of silly to ask, but are you okay?

[manufactured]

[There is a pause.]

...I believe so. S.T.A.R.S. is always something of an odd topic for me, but I should be fine.

[scythegun]

I know you'll be fine. I just want to make sure it isn't bothering you too badly right now.

[He'll nuzzle Wesker again, relaxing a bit as he does so.]

[manufactured]

[He wants to just reiterate that he's all right and there's nothing to be concerned about, but after a moment he manages to figure out words.]

I'm a bit disturbed by not knowing what happened, or how many of us were there. I dislike not knowing if they died, and if so, whether it was my fault or not.

So I'm...bothered by it, but it's manageable.

[...He sounds sort of like he'd rather die than admit any of that, but at least it was honest.]

[scythegun]

I understand. It's worrying, of course. I'm glad it's manageable, at least.

[...]

Thank you for telling me. I know it's difficult to talk about these things sometimes, ja?

[manufactured]

...Yes. I've largely been trying not to think about it.

[scythegun]

If you ever want to talk about it, I'll always be here. But I understand that too, sometimes it is better to wait until you've remembered more about it...

[manufactured]

...I still don't understand what I was doing during that incident. Most of what I've remembered has been more detailed and straightforward, but all of that is still too disjointed for me to have any concept of the full picture.