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NOAH ISAACS

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

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[scythegun]

[siiiigh...]

You know you don't have to say that, ja? Though I suppose I do appreciate the honesty!

[He can't even pretend to be mad, okay...]

[manufactured]

I don't know what you're expecting by now.

[You chose this.]

[scythegun]

[he did...]

Maybe someday I'll actually be prepared in advance for when you give me a blunt answer like that!

[manufactured]

Perhaps.

[...He sounds so pleased with himself...]

[scythegun]

[You're so cute when you're so pleased with yourself...]

One of these days. Just watch!

[He'll settle against Wesker again though, falling quiet once more.]

[manufactured]

[He isn't cute...

That said, though, he'll let Jaeger settle again; the silence is nice, and not something he seems terribly inclined to break for a little while. But he will eventually, though it's quiet when he does.]

...I love you, you know.

[scythegun]

[Look at that, you're adorable.

Jaeger laughs softly at that, nuzzling Wesker again and latching on a little tighter.]

I love hearing it. It's returned, of course - I adore you more than I could ever say.

[Even if he could get the words out properly. For now he'll just find ways to work around it, but someday he'll manage those three stupid little words.]

[manufactured]

[That's...nice, all right...]

You really are good at making sure that I know.

[scythegun]

I try! I wouldn't want you to ever have to question that!

[manufactured]

...I've never felt like I have reason to question it.

[And that's blunt, but it's genuine; he knows you mean it, when it comes to this.]

[scythegun]

Good, I'm glad. Not that I really thought it was a concern, but I'm pleased to hear it!

[Okay, so maybe he was a tiny bit concerned that he wasn't getting it across without the words, but Wesker's not stupid, of course he knew.]

[manufactured]

[...Jaeger. He can read you slightly better than that, come on.]

...I still don't mind if you can't say it, you know.

[scythegun]

[Well. Listen.]

It really is such a stupid thing to be stuck on. You already know how much I care for you, it's just the words get stuck for some reason.

[He used to say it a lot, actually. Maybe that's why?]

[manufactured]

[...]

Wanting or needing to say something, but it's almost as though there's something in your chest physically preventing you from doing it. It's not a matter of being contrary and refusing to force it, or not wanting it enough; it's simply something that can't be said. I know that sort of feeling well.

[And that's quiet, too; it's something he's said before, though he doesn't ever go into any sort of detail like that. But it feels important now, and he continues to play with Jaeger's hair gently, and his voice stays even as he speaks; it's a little blunted, but not overwhelmingly so.]

It's why I've never tried forcing the issue, or trying to make you say anything. It does seem to be getting easier for you to approach it, and that's been a good thing, I believe.

If you want me to do anything for you, I can. But I'm not opposed to being patient, either.

[scythegun]

[Jaeger's quiet for a moment, just taking that in. It's really nice to hear something so reassuring.]

...You really are so good to me. That's exactly what it feels like.

[Of course Wesker understands; he's probably the only person who gets it.]

Thank you. I'm going to keep working at it and someday I will manage it. But until then, please keep being patient with me. You're right, it has been easier for me to approach it. I don't think you'll have to wait for much longer.

[Hopefully, anyway.]

[manufactured]

Has it been bothering you?

[The question is a fairly easy one, though, there's nothing pointed or harsh behind it.]

[scythegun]

Mm, a bit. I used to have no trouble saying it. It just seems strange that I'd have problems with it now, when I'm fairly sure I've worked through most of my issues with what happened.

[manufactured]

...It's usually stress-related, when things like that happen to me nowadays, but sometimes it doesn't make much sense like that. I can't say that I'm surprised to hear it, at any rate.

[scythegun]

Well, it's something I'll keep working on. I really do want to be able to say it someday, even though you already know how I feel.

[manufactured]

I'm sure you'll be able to.

It's not a matter of forcing it, but wanting to do it tends to help at least somewhat.

[scythegun]

I certainly do want to say it! I'd like nothing more than to manage it. But I suppose I'll have to be patient too.

[manufactured]

More or less. There's no sense in working yourself up over it at all, at any rate.

[Just...so much hair-playing, all right.]

[scythegun]

[He'll lean back into that, humming a bit before settling against Wesker again.]

Even if I can't manage the words, you know how I feel. That's the important thing.

[manufactured]

Of course I do.

[...This is nice, all right.]

As I said, you've never given me reason to doubt that.

[scythegun]

Good! I'd be a bit upset if I had!

[This is very nice! He'll nuzzle Wesker again and tighten his grip a bit.]

You mean so much to me.