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NOAH ISAACS

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

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[That's...

He doesn't know what to do with that particular thought and it's obvious; he glances away once he's seen it, the gesture fairly obvious even with the glasses on.]

...If you say so, then.

[What the hell is he supposed to do with you.]

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[He does notice that and he glances up in time to catch the thought disappearing. Jaeger sighs, looking somewhat put out.]

I do, yes. I didn't mean to make things awkward with that.

[A gesture to where the thought was being displayed above his head.]

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Well, I suppose I'm flattered by it.

[...awkward as hell, yes, but it could be worse, and the sentiment is...well, it's something, anyway.]

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You should be! I wouldn't extend that to anyone else!

[That's easier to respond to, at least.]

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So you've told me.

[Oh, good, the status quo is restoring itself.]

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[It's good to have everything back to normal!!]

Ja, of course! It's worth repeating though!

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...It seems this is going to be an interesting weekend.

[Given the fucking inability to keep our thoughts to ourselves.]

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That's one way to put it! I'm not sure "interesting" is the word I'd use to describe it.

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Dare I ask how you would?

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"Inconvenient", perhaps? This isn't exactly my idea of a good time.

[Who knows what I could accidentally display?]

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[...Well, that was the quickest example of self-demonstration I've ever seen. Though it does make me wonder what you're keeping from me.]

Surely it won't be that terrible.

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[It's not my fault! And besides, I'm not keeping anything important from you! I've been trying to work on that!]

...Well, this seems to be proving otherwise.

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[...dear god.]

It could be infinitely worse.

[It could be the entirety of August all over again.]

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...Fair. I absolutely don't want to deal with any of that again.

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...Yes. Likewise.

[...Yeah, okay, that is weird, responding to the thoughts and not the words...]

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At least things are mostly calmer now. I had fun fighting monsters, but I'm glad we're not stuck fighting them all the time!

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I'm more concerned about the sudden displacement in location, to be blunt - hopefully that isn't something that can just occur at random.

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Mm, no that is a large concern. Winding up somewhere at random again certainly would be a problem, but hopefully that isn't something that can or will happen again.

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...We'll have to see, I suppose.

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Unfortunately that seems to be all we can do in that sort of situation! Here's hoping it doesn't happen again.

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[That just gets a quiet noise out of him - well, that and another line of text.

Hopefully we'll both manage slightly better if it does.]

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[Jaeger opens his mouth to respond, then thinks better of it. The thought gets across anyway.

I'm so sorry about that. I shouldn't have sent you those texts. I never wanted anyone to see me like that.]

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[...That. Hm.

Do you believe that I think less of you for it?]

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[I don't think so? You don't treat me any differently. But I should have held it together better. I shouldn't have dumped all of that onto you; I shouldn't have been that weak in the first place.

Jaeger shifts a bit where he's sitting, glancing away but not speaking up.]

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[I did the same thing to Elda.

...He never did tell you who he did that to, did he. Well, there we have it, he supposes.]