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NOAH ISAACS

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

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...I just wanted it off. I didn't care how you did it at the moment, honestly...

[scythegun]

Well, that's certainly understandable... I'm just glad it didn't seriously hurt you to remove it like that.

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It takes a good amount more than that to harm me, you know that.

[It's light, though, and he tousles Jaeger's hair a little as he says it.]

...I'm fairly sure that large man from the manor found that out the hard way, honestly. That one was actually unpleasant.

[scythegun]

[He looks a little sheepish at that.]

Don Whitehorse did not deserve anything I put him through. I recently remembered that my actions caused his death - albeit in an overly-complicated and roundabout way - so I suppose that's why he was there and all of that happened.

[That was such a goddamn mess.]

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I see...

[He's quiet for a moment, though he doesn't stop playing with Jaeger's hair.]

The discussion I had with your past life was surprisingly civil. I'm sure it wasn't pleasant for you, however.

[scythegun]

It was...

[Mmm.]

It wasn't terrible. A little much, perhaps, but certainly not terrible. I do think it's important to be honest about these sorts of things.

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I do trust you entirely to not hurt me. I understand that there's a possibility of it, and that if it happens, it won't be anyone's fault. But I know you never would intentionally harm me.

[It's good to establish that, he's fairly sure; he's quiet for a moment once that's out there, however.]

...I don't believe you're becoming more like him, you know. I understand that it worries you, but you aren't.

[scythegun]

No, of course not. I would never want to harm you.

[It's good that Wesker knows that and doesn't question it any, despite what Yeager was saying.

The second part gets his gaze to dart, though.]

I... I'm really glad to hear that. That idea... well, it scares me.

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I know it does.

[...]

You're always telling me about how impossible it is to become our past lives. About how things are different now, and it isn't something that's going to happen. Do you not actually believe that, or...?

[scythegun]

No, it's...

[How does he put this...]

I really do believe it's impossible to become exactly the same person. Our experiences in this life have shaped us in different ways, and becoming a copy of who we once were just isn't possible.

It's more that I'm worried about the possibility of picking up some of my past life's more negative traits. I'm worried that someday I'll reach a point where I decide that not feeling anything would be for the best. I don't know if I'd have the same amount of success - if you can really call it that - as my past life did, but it's something that I did do back then, and I'd hate to decide to do something like that again.

Thankfully, I don't have any reason to do anything like that now. I'm very happy with you, and I'm happy with the way things are, despite Retrospec. I don't want you to think that this is something that's constantly on my mind, because it isn't.

It's just something I think about from time to time, I suppose.

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...As long as you're certain.

[scythegun]

I am. I really don't have a lot of things I'm troubled by or worried about right now, so I suppose my brain just decided to try really hard to find things that have bothered me before...

[manufactured]

You know you can tell me, if something ever is on your mind.

[Just. Let him nuzzle you a bit, all right.]

[scythegun]

I know. I think I've gotten a lot better about that! There really isn't anything that's bothering me right now - outside of worrying a bit too much about you, but I suppose I'm always going to do that.

[He returns that immediately.]

I really haven't been this happy in a long time. I never thought Recollé would ever be home, but there isn't anywhere else I'd rather be.

[manufactured]

It's good to hear it.

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You really don't have to worry so much about me. I'm happy with you, and I'm looking forward to marrying you.

[scythegun]

[That gets a light laugh out of him.]

So am I! There isn't anything in the world I want more than that - but I'm in no rush! Just knowing that we'll get married someday is really wonderful...

[He. He might be turning pink. Maybe.]

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It is, yes.

[So much nuzzling, okay.]

...I was able to see your family, by the way. In the dream. It was interesting to see what I'll be marrying into.

[scythegun]

Oh, that's right, there were some of my things left around... Ah, did you enjoy seeing all of them? We're quite a lively bunch!

I really am looking forward to getting to introduce you to them. Slowly, of course, because there are a lot of them and most of them are... a bit of an experience...

[We are all the most Extra people.]

[manufactured]

You all seemed rather...

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...enthusiastic about things, yes.

[scythegun]

That's one way of putting it!

[He laughs at that.]

I know they're going to be very excited to meet you. I may be far away from them, but we are still family. They always do want the best for me, and they're going to really like you!

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I'll be looking forward to it, then.

[He suspects he is going to Die.

That said, though, he's quiet for a moment, just playing with Jaeger's hair softly.]

Since I was able to see your family, with or without much choice on your part, I was...wondering if you would want to see mine as well.

[scythegun]

[Yeah, definitely. Have fun, Wesker...]

Well, I would have happily showed you pictures of them, so it's not as though I mind!

[But with that said...]

Yes, I'd absolutely love to!

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[Just...let him reach over for a moment and get one of those albums, so he can pass it over.]

I don't have much, for obvious reasons. But I do have a few pictures and the like.

[scythegun]

[!!!]

I was wondering what these were for! This sounds wonderful!

[He'll shift a little so he has enough space to look through it, though he's certainly not going far. So, what's in this first album?]

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[The photographs all seem to be fairly old; several of the first few depict a child that you'll...likely find very familiar, given that you've just recently seen him during the entire dream diving fiasco. He's blond and blue-eyed, and he looks to be about eight or nine; in a couple of them he's sitting on steps leading up to a fairly large house that looks to be in a good neighborhood, in a few he's inside near one of the windows that overlook the yard, and in all of them his posture seems incredibly guarded and his expression is closed-off and unreadable, the look in his eyes more of a thousand-yard stare than anything. There's a date on one of them - 07/24/1988 - written in handwriting that isn't Wesker's.

There's a distinct lack of any photographs that seem to be professionally-taken; there are a few of a man who looks to be in about his early fifties at the start. He has grey hair and features that are strict-seeming but not uncaring; the shots of him seem to be outside of a medical practice building of some sort, or likewise outside of the house with a pair of large dogs.

The general lack of professionally-taken photos is a trend that's going to continue through the album, though there are definitely changes that are noticeable as time goes on in the background - a shift in location to the manor Wesker is currently living in, a few shots that are taken in recognizable corners of Recollé, Wesker looking awkward as hell outside the university as an older teenager; somewhere around his teen years the sunglasses start showing up, though he has the decency to not wear them all the time. Along with that, however, there's also a shift in Wesker's demeanor that seems obvious when compared to the first few images - as time passes he seems less guarded, and while he still seems to have difficulty knowing what to do with his face he doesn't seem as worryingly blank, he seems calmer and easier in posture. There are more pictures of his father as well, seeming older but not any less energetic and always still a little strict-looking, though toward the back of the album is where the professional things seem to be. Official pictures taken for professional profiles, a few newspaper clippings regarding the practice, an ID from the practice with the name WALTER SORENSON emblazoned on it. An obituary from about ten years ago for the same man.

Wesker doesn't seem bothered at all by letting Jaeger page through it; he'll let him take it at his own pace.]