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[He is! He's sitting at the desk today, and he appears to be going over notes of some sort again - some in his handwriting, some that are not; there's a photograph nearby as well, though it's off to the side and not seeming to warrant being studied very intensely for the time being. He has his sunglasses off, though he'll reach for them when he hears Jaeger come in; he has to make himself stop and set them down again before he puts them on.]

...Jaeger. How was work...?

[That gets him to smile! Wesker's eyes are still pretty creepy, but he's gotten a lot better at being able to look at them without wanting to look away. It really is important to him that Wesker can feel comfortable, with or without the sunglasses.

He'll approach, glancing over the notes and photograph without actually looking too closely at them. If Wesker wants to show him, he will.]

Oh, it was fine! But I did miss being around you~!

[...he's just going to be Like This for awhile, maybe eventually he'll settle...]

It wasn't as though it was much longer than usual.

[He sounds amused, though.]

I received some things from Retrospec, obviously; I've been sorting through them a bit. They're a bit more surreal than usual, so it's been an interesting time.

Any time spent apart from you is suffering, you know!

[But he'll settle a bit at those words, tipping his head to indicate the things on the desk.]

These, you mean? Care to tell me about them?

...Some of them are my notes, some of them appear to be the old man's.

[So you can imagine what a trip those have been.]

...Are you okay?

[You seem to be fine, but that... sounds really bad, honestly...]

I believe so. As I said, it's more surreal than anything.

I'm glad that you're doing okay, at least. What did his notes say?

You're welcome to look at them.

[He'll pass them over easily enough; they're...well. They certainly are, anyway.]

[He makes it through the first sentence before this expression starts.]

...I see.

[He finishes the paragraph and the expression only gets more exasperated.]

...I see.

[He'll actually shut up while reading the rest of it, but the look doesn't fade any. When he's finally done he'll hand it back, trying to figure out what the hell to say to all of that.]

He certainly sounds... charming. Why didn't he mention you at all? Do you know?

He thought I was dead.

[It took him a moment to work that out when he first read it, don't worry.]

He refers to Alex as the last of his children... Alex was my sister, she falsified documents claiming that I had died. I assume these were written before he found out that I was still alive.

Oh, that's interesting. Why did she falsify those documents? Did you ask her to?

...No. I wasn't even aware that she had done it until I received them here.

Do you think she was trying to look out for you?

[It's the first thing he thinks of, but he's honestly not sure that's the reason. It wouldn't surprise him if there was some other, far more complicated reason for claiming Wesker was dead.]

[It's...possible, perhaps, but...]

...I don't know. I don't remember her at all. I just know that she was around my age, and we were apparently both part of Spencer's project.

I'm sure you'll remember more about her at some point. You'll tell me when you do, ja?

Of course.

[He passes over the other set of notes he received; the handwriting is immediately recognizable as Wesker's.]

Meanwhile, it seems that I wasn't much better than Spencer, in several regards.

[He recognizes Wesker's handwriting and takes a moment to mentally prepare himself before he reads it.

Honestly, he was expecting something along these lines, but it's still really surreal to read it. It takes him a bit longer to hand this one back, not because he wants to hold onto it but because he really isn't sure what to say.]

...You certainly were convinced that this was something that needed to happen.

[That's... probably the most polite way he can word it?? You were a little crazy, um.]

...That's one way of putting it.

[JAEGER.]

[HE TRIED????]

Well, I couldn't find any better way to word that...!

I did believe it to be necessary, but...

[...]

...I usually wasn't quite as...aggressive about it, when it was being discussed.

That's good! This was certainly a bit... much...

[He is trying so hard, Wesker. So hard.]

There's a reason I don't want to sympathize with the person I was in my past life.

I understand.

[He moves to rest a hand on Wesker's shoulder.]

I'll always be here if there's anything you want to talk about.

I know. And I am all right still, it was just surreal reading all of that.

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