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NOAH ISAACS

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

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Perhaps one day things will change. For now, however... Well, if you see me that way, then I've done well.

[scythegun]

[That gets more of that desperate nuzzling. He should have a response or at least something to say, but honestly he can't find anything right now.

It's at least acknowledgement that someday things might change and for now, that's good enough.]

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[Wesker will allow it, and he'll return it after a moment, though there's still no desperation to it on his end of things; he'll let his hand just bury itself in Jaeger's hair for a moment before continuing to play with it lightly between his fingers, the gesture soft and repetitive.]

You really are good to me.

[scythegun]

[It's good, it'll get Jaeger to calm down eventually. He's still a little tense and obviously worked-up, but it's nothing that's unbearable or overwhelming.]

I always want to be. You mean so much to me, after all... I want to look out for you in any way I can.

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[Don't worry, he isn't stopping.]

You know that this isn't hurting me, don't you? This entire situation, the way I think about these things. There's no pain in it.

[scythegun]

I'm glad. I wasn't sure... I didn't think it was, but it's... really good to have that confirmed.

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I'll tell you if anything changes. But I can assure you that I'm not hurting.

[scythegun]

Thank you. I really don't like the idea of anything or anyone hurting you.

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I'm fine for the time being. Even with what that person said to me in mind, I really am doing all right. Far better than I was for a while, at any rate.

[scythegun]

I'm glad. Of course, if there's ever anything else I can do to help, just let me know! I really am happy you're doing well, Albert.