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[manufactured]

NOAH ISAACS

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

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[scythegun]

Ja, that's right! They don't have any interest in leaving either, though I did ask before I moved out here.

[It would've been easier to have more than just a cousin in the area, but oh well. He's settled in well enough, after all!]

[manufactured]

They're smart, honestly, given everything that's been going on here.

[Wesker.]

I've always been an only child - at least, to my knowledge. If I have any biological siblings, I don't know about them.

[It's...possible, he supposes, that he has half-siblings somewhere. Hell if he knows where, and it isn't as though he's had much interest in looking.]

[scythegun]

They certainly are...

[Thanks, Recollé.]

I can't imagine growing up without my siblings, but I imagine you'd find the idea of having so many to be a bit overwhelming, ja? We certainly have had very different experiences!

[manufactured]

We have. Granted, the orphanage involved being surrounded by people at all times - it was never anything I really liked, I found the lack of privacy grating.

But it wasn't terrible, I suppose. I was fairly accustomed to keeping my head down and not voicing my thoughts on things back then, so I imagine that helped.

[scythegun]

Ah, I see. Well, I'm glad we didn't know each other back then; I'm sure you would have found me even more of an annoyance than I am now!

[manufactured]

Believe me, I likely would have wanted nothing to do with you.

[scythegun]

I can imagine! It's a good thing we met much later, ja?

[manufactured]

I'd certainly say so.

[...Because this is kind of nice, honestly.]

[scythegun]

[He's obviously very pleased to hear that, alright.]

Wandering around aimlessly like this can lead to some very interesting conversations! I wouldn't have expected we'd end up talking about this, of all things!

[manufactured]

I can't say I mind it - it isn't as though you talk about yourself much, save for those times I've dragged you through it kicking and screaming.

[scythegun]

Hah! That's very true. I don't usually like talking about myself; it's more fun to let it all stay a mystery!

[manufactured]

Perhaps. I don't usually discuss my life with most people, either - you're one of the few exceptions to that.

[scythegun]

I'm glad to hear it! You're the only person I've told even this much to, so feel honored!

[manufactured]

...Am I really?

[You know, he never quite knows what to do with assertions like that.]

[scythegun]

Ja, of course!

[Who else is he going to talk to, Elda??]

You're a close friend, so I don't mind sharing information like that.

[manufactured]

Well, of course...

[He doesn't seem to know how to finish that, however, and so he just doesn't; surely Jaeger has someone else that he talks to...]

[scythegun]

[...Does he look like he has other friends.]

You don't need to seem so taken aback by it, you know!

[The teasing's light, though.]

[manufactured]

[Yes and no, really - on the one hand, you're a lot more sociable than he is as a whole.

...On the other, you're you, so.]

I don't know if I'd say I'm taken aback.

[scythegun]

[Precisely!!]

Then what would you call it, hmm?

[manufactured]

[why this all the time- ]

I thought you had others that you were close to. I know you've explained your reasons for why you don't, but it isn't something that I'd really considered very far, I suppose.

[scythegun]

I haven't let anyone get this close, and I don't plan on letting anyone else in like this. You're the exception; I can trust you not to stab me in the back, but I can't trust everyone else!

[manufactured]

[That...

That gets him to go quiet rather abruptly, and it takes him a moment to realize that he's just kind of stopped walking altogether; he shakes his head as though trying to clear it, but it doesn't get him very far.]

You can't-

[...He cuts himself off, however; he doesn't seem to know where he was going with that.]

...Never mind. Never mind, it's...fine. I'm... It's good that you trust me so much.

[scythegun]

[Jaeger stops walking when Wesker does, but he doesn't try to rush him. He looks a little confused by all of that. What just happened in Wesker's head?]

Ja, of course I do. Are you sure you're all right?

[He's sure Wesker will say that he is, but it's worth checking anyway.]

[manufactured]

[His kneejerk response is to say that everything is fine, but apparently that's the sort of thing that just makes Jaeger worry and try harder to press eventually - maybe not right this second, but it's going to come up again and it's better to just get it over with now when he has some control over how it happens - ]

...I will be. Again, my memories haven't been kind.

[...It's somewhat better than straight-out denial, at least.]

[scythegun]

[Oh, that's... not quite what he expected, hang on.]

...No matter what's in your memories, I still trust you.

[Maybe that's the sort of thing he shouldn't say when he doesn't know what's been in all of Wesker's memories, but it's out there anyway and he does trust Wesker.]