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[He doesn't seem bothered by its existence, for what it's worth, just kind of...eh.]

I could show it to you, if you want to see it. It's an awkwardly-posed portrait of myself and one other person.

That "Alex" person we were discussing was apparently my sister.

Oh, I hadn't even considered that Alex might be a woman's name...

[Huh. An awkwardly-posed portrait...]

I'd like to see it, if that's fine with you.

[He's kind of curious just how awkward this picture really is.]

When we're done here, then, I can get it for a few minutes; I still have the ticket for it on me.

[...Because what else is he supposed to do with it.]

Sounds good to me. You plan on leaving it there this time as well?

[He can see how it'd be awkward to keep something like that, but is it really okay just to leave it there...?]

Yes. As far as I can tell, the best-case scenario involves them finally getting the hint that I don't particularly want the thing.

[He supposes he can see where having a picture of her might be nice in theory? But it's also kind of creepy, given that she's a woman he doesn't know.]

I doubt they'll be kind enough to take it back, but maybe they won't mind if you just leave it there!

[Just watch, it's going to get mailed to your house or your workplace in the future.]

They did imply that it can be used as storage...

[So at least there's that.]

Oh, that's true! Maybe they realized people aren't going to want some of the things they're giving us.

[...]

Though they were kind enough to give me ammunition for my weapon, so I suppose I shouldn't complain too much.

At least they've given you that much.

[No, really, that's good to know?]

Ja, it's better than getting a strange picture! Have you received anything else from them?

Another set of memories, all unrelated to each other. But nothing physical since those files.

Yourself?

I did get another memory, but it was only about a power source called blastia. It wasn't particularly helpful, anyway.

[He hasn't received anything helpful in awhile, actually, which is kind of worrying. He's probably going to get something terrible back soon.]

Mine were mostly confusing, but aside from remembering Alex, largely unhelpful as well. One was too out-of-context to mean much to me, and another was...bizarre, to put it gently.

There was a fourth that was mildly upsetting, though it was vaguely helpful; nothing that isn't manageable, however.

[...]

Perhaps it's a good sign that yours haven't been helpful; it may mean that nothing came of the warmongering attempt.

We can talk about them later, if you'd like. But if you say they're manageable, I believe you.

[He won't push, in other words. As for that though...]

Ja, that's what I'm hoping. Maybe it was just all talk and no action, or maybe we were stopped. I'd certainly prefer that over actually starting a war!

...I wouldn't mind discussing them. I know you tend to prefer knowing about what I remember, anyway, and none of it was particularly traumatic.

[It is entirely true that he genuinely wouldn't mind.]

I do hope that someone stopped you, however. Or that nothing came of it overall.

Thank you, I appreciate it.

[Jaeger nods at Wesker's words.]

That would be ideal. I don't remember enough at this point to know how things turned out there.

...Perhaps the presence of that person you were plotting with will help with that eventually.

[...It might not go in a good direction, though, and he knows that; at the same time, it's better to know, he thinks.]

That's what I'm thinking. Even if I don't remember it, he might. That could help, I think. I just want an answer to what happened there, even if I don't remember it right away.

[He sighs and rests his chin on his hand.]

Of course, he might not have remembered it right away either. I'll have to be patient until one of us does.

[At least now there's two of them to potentially get that memory back.]

...I genuinely hope for his own sake that he hasn't recalled that yet.

[Like. As someone who remembered murder as the first thing about his past life, yikes?]

I suspect I would have heard from him if he remembered anything like that already. Then again, if that was the first thing he remembered, maybe he'd refuse to acknowledge it...

[So basically he has no way of knowing what Cumore has or hasn't remembered. Great.]

I'll try to talk to him soon.

It's likewise possible that he hasn't remembered anything yet; it took about a month for the first one to hit me.

Talking to him is likely for the best, though from what you've told me, it's possible that he won't be helpful about it himself.

[Given that apparently he's even more obnoxiously and flippantly dismissive than you are.]

[He's a pain in the ass, that's what he is.]

Ja, I'm not looking forward to it. I'm just hoping I'll be able to figure out whether or not he's gotten any memories back involving me. I'd imagine that would be easy enough to figure out... but I suppose we'll have to see what happens.

...Do try not to push him too hard.

[Or ply him with alcohol, you absolute asshole.]

If I push him too hard he'll probably never speak to me again! I'm going to have to be careful with him. What a pain...

[ughhhh!!!]

You may actually have to try to speak to someone like a normal person. Truly, you suffer so much.

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