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Ja, it certainly does seem strange, but I can't complain too much. My shop was wrecked, after all!

[It was terrible. He would've been furious if he had to pay to repair everything!!]

...That's fair, I suppose.

[...He wonders how badly the labs were wrecked, now that it's been brought up. Were the interns okay, and if they weren't, were they replaced by hopefully less stupid interns? Who the hell knows, and it's not like he's going to ask. He supposes he'll find out whenever he returns.]

[Wow, Wesker.]

Everything should be just fine now, though! As strange as it is I do appreciate it!

You said you were reopening it soon, didn't you?

[I mean, you probably ought to eventually, when you're not. You know. Hovering in his kitchen to make sure he's not ignoring you.]

I am, yes! I need to contact my employees and see which of them are up to working, but that shouldn't be much of a problem! I imagine some of them are going a bit stir-crazy by now!

Oh, I'm sure they are.

[...Silver's a fucking mess.]

Will you be leaving here as well at that time...?

Mm, I probably should since my place is a bit closer to work. But...

[...There really isn't a reason to stay. He might be a bit concerned about Wesker's well-being but he seems fine right now, right? He should be fine, anyway. He'd insist he will be, at least.]

Well, I suppose I haven't gotten sick of you yet!

[So obviously the best way to handle it is to deflect, as usual.]

I wasn't asking because I'm interested in throwing you out. Simply trying to sort schedules.

[...So you don't enter the house after work and get a fucking faceful of overexcited dog.

That said, though...]

...Are you sure everything is fine?

[Maybe if he knew what the problem was he could articulate it, but as it stands he doesn't. Jaeger shrugs after a moment.]

Well, maybe I'll stay for a bit longer, if you truly aren't throwing me out, that is!

[He doesn't answer the question, but he seems fine enough.]

I'm not.

That also isn't what I asked.

[You don't let him get away with anything, do you?]

I'm fine! I'm fine, I promise.

[...]

I suppose I'm still a little worried about you, but I'm sure you'll tell me that everything will be fine, ja?

[Something in that seems to strike him oddly, and it takes him a moment to bite back his kneejerk response of "yes, much like you just did."]

What are you worried about, exactly?

...I'm worried about how you'll handle everything, I suppose? That's not to say I don't think you can handle it or anything silly like that, but I'm worried that...

[Oh, that's it, isn't it?]

I'm worried that it'll make it easier for you to avoid me if you really want to. And I know it wasn't intentional this time, but what if it happens again? It'll be a little harder for me to tarck you down if I'm not staying with you, ja?

[Now that he's admitted it, it sounds kind of pathetic...]

[...That's...]

So you think I'll cut you off - that I'll decide I want to avoid or ignore you for some reason, while trying to take on something I can't handle by myself.

Is that it?

[...Just...trying to understand what the hell you're getting at here, Jaeger, give him a second.]

Mm... Yes, I suppose that's it. It's silly, isn't it? If anyone can handle what you've been stuck with, it's you. And there's no reason to think you will avoid or ignore me, intentional or otherwise.

[But he's worried anyway, and he can't really explain why.]

[He's quiet for a moment at that - trying to process it, though he seems a bit confused in a muted sort of way.]

...I appreciate the concern, at any rate.

[That...seems as good a place as any to start?]

[That gets Jaeger to settle a little, though he's not sure when he got so tense in the first place.]

Well, I'm glad you do! The whole thing seems a bit ridiculous, really.

[It does and it doesn't; he isn't altogether sure how to articulate it, but he is grateful in some way that Jaeger is willing to do all of this for him.

Something is digging at him in the back of his mind, though - something about the memories he's been receiving, about the things he's done to people that have trusted him and wanted nothing but the best for him - and it takes him a moment to shake it off.]

...Either way. I'm not throwing you out, as I've said.

Do as you see fit.

Then I'll stay for a bit longer, at least. That should help ease my worries, ja? You'll be just fine and I'll leave once I've gotten over these silly worries.

[And if he doesn't get over them in a few days then he'll... well, he'll try to convince himself he has. As much as he enjoys staying with Wesker (which is a lot, surprisingly, considering the dogs), he really can't stick around forever.]

[He really doesn't mind having Jaeger over, as long as cornering him in the goddamn kitchen doesn't end up being a frequent occurrence.]

...If I'm having difficulties due to memories, I'll tell you as much, under the condition that you don't try to pry if I don't want to discuss it.

[...]

This extends to trying to ply me with alcohol, by the way.

[Hopefully that won't become a reoccurring thing! Hopefully...]

Hey, I've been good about that lately, haven't I?

[He holds up his hands in surrender and laughs though.]

It's a promise. Just make sure to hold up your end and don't make me seek you out, ja?

I suppose, simply because I would really prefer you not do that in the first place.

[It's calmer than he has been for the past while, however; this is...good, it's a good agreement to come to.]

You won't have to worry about it again, hopefully!

[Yes, this is definitely a good agreement to come to.]

[...]

Perhaps we should go out, as you'd suggested. Not now, but tonight.

I'd like that. Where would you like to go?

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