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[All things considered, it's been a quiet week for Jaeger. He hasn't experienced the floating thought bubbles yet and seeing that prompts a thought bubble of his own.

What was that?]

Ah, right. I usually don't get very many at a time. I'm thankful for that, really.

[Thankfully Wesker's got the sunglasses on indoors today, as he usually does, and as such it's not obvious when his gaze flicks upwards, but still.

There is a pause, because um?]

...It depends on the subject matter, for me. Often they're related, when I get several at at time - it's interesting to see how they connect.

[Treat the damn thing like a puzzle box, in other words. It keeps him sane half the time.]

I suppose that's one way to handle it! I'll have to keep that in mind in case I get several at once!

[Well, that was strange but he'll ignore it for right now.]

[...Weird as hell, honestly...]

It's not as though there's much else to do about it. And I have been feeling as though I'm closer to working out answers, so at least I have that much making it more tolerable.

I'm pleased to hear it. I hope you do find your answers! I'd like to get some as well.

[There's plenty he has questions about, after all.]

Here's hoping, then.

[...Seriously, your memories are kind of 'what', Jaeger.

Either way, come on - let's go somewhere that isn't just...awkwardly standing around here, shall we.]

[Sounds good! Are we headed to the study as usual?]

Your dogs seem to have calmed down a bit. Are they finally getting used to me?

[That seems as good a place as any.]

Apparently so - I can't say I'm surprised, given how frequently you've been here.

[Judging from his tone, he doesn't find the frequency of it to be a bad thing.]

It's possible they'll continue to be somewhat aggressive toward you in person, but that's to be expected for a while.

Do you think they'll ever really get used to me?

[He does plan on being over here frequently, so presumably they will eventually...?? But that also means dealing with the dogs and he's not really looking forward to that.]

It took a long while for them to tolerate me, and that was when I was working with them frequently.

[...You're going to have to actually deal with the dogs eventually.]

So that's a "no". Good to know, though!

[But he doesn't like dogs...!!]

It's possibly a no, but at least they should tolerate you in some way.

[You did tell him you would.]

I'll do my best not to irritate them!

[Yeah... Yeah, he did...]

You'll be fine, I'm sure.

[I mean, he likes you and that's probably going to...vaguely count for something, maybe, assuming his dogs can read a room for shit that day.]

I hope you're right about that. The last thing I want is for them to bite me!

[Fingers... crossed.....]

...You were less bothered by the idea of me accidentally stabbing you with a knife than you are by the thought of my dogs biting you.

[. . .]

When you put it like that it really does sound stupid...

[...SLIGHTLY...]

I assume that's been healing well enough, by the way.

[You know. The, uh. Accidental stabbing.]

Ja, it has been! I've been very careful with it!

[It still kind of hurts a bit, but it's much better now, thanks for asking!!]

I'm going to want to look at it at some point, but for the time being that's good to know.

[Not now, just...at some time this weekend.]

Of course. Whenever you'd like!

[He's been taking good care of it but it certainly couldn't hurt to have Wesker's opinion on how it's looking.]

It's a shame you didn't remember how to fight with a knife after all that, though.

Believe me, I would have preferred that over recalling the Russian masochist and someone who uses armed combat as a casual greeting.

Between them and the fellow who wandered off with the giant leech, apparently my taste in coworkers was...questionable.

That's the nice way of putting it! I can't imagine working with people like that. Though I suppose my own taste in coworkers wasn't exactly ideal either if that blue-haired man is anything to judge by.

Blue-haired man...?

[No, really, now he's curious.]

Ja, he's the one I was working with and selling weapons to, apparently. His entire personality was unlikable at best and he somehow managed to be more obnoxious than me even for just the short amount of time I remember. His outfit was terrible too. I'll have to draw it for you sometime, though I doubt you'll actually believe it when you see it.

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