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NOAH ISAACS

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

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[No, Wesker isn't very comfortable, but that's hardly the point right now. Jaeger wouldn't want to be anywhere else. He knows this isn't easy for Wesker after dying and coming back, but he's still willing to try and that means so damn much to Jaeger. He continues to lean into the hair-playing, letting his eyes drift shut after awhile as he tries to calm down.

He's safe here; there's nowhere else in the world that's safer. He truly does believe that, so surely he can believe that Wesker can take care of himself, that Wesker really will be okay and nothing sudden will happen to take him away from Jaeger.

It'll be okay. He's sure he can convince himself of that eventually.]

...Thank you.

[It's sort of muffled and he doesn't want to move, but...]

I really appreciate it.

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[That gets a quiet noise out of him, enough to indicate that he's heard and he appreciates it, before he just lapses back into silence for a little while. He's still playing with Jaeger's hair, continuing that light stroking motion down his back, and when he does finally say something it's calm.]

I won't let anything take me away from you. I'll always be here, for as long as you want me to be.

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[That's doing wonders to get him to calm down. The shaking's mostly stopped by the time Wesker speaks up again, and when he does, it gets Jaeger to laugh softly.]

You may be here forever, then. I don't want to imagine a time when you're not by my side.

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[That's...]

...Forever, then.

[scythegun]

[There's something nerve-wracking about putting it like that, but Jaeger's response comes quickly.]

Yes. Forever. Unless you're opposed...?

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Of course not - why would I be?

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[It gets him to laugh, anyway. He sounds a bit relieved when he speaks, though.]

I didn't think you would be! It's good to hear it. Forever, then.

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[He pulls away a little then, though he doesn't break contact entirely; he continues playing with Jaeger's hair one-handed, letting his other hand drift to Jaeger's shoulder - he wants to get a look at him, make sure he's all right for the time being.]

Are you feeling any better...?

[scythegun]

[He'll pull back when Wesker does, though he's not moving too far away, since the hair-playing is still really nice. The shaking's stopped by now and he's looking a bit less worked up, and when he responds, there's no hesitation.]

I am, yes. Thank you. I really don't know what I'd do without you.

[That doesn't set him off again, thankfully.]

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[...Good. All of that...it's good.]

You won't ever have to find out.

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I know. I really am glad that you'll always come back to me.

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...Of course I will.

[It's another one of those moments that he can't particularly explain, just that it brings a tightening to his chest and a sudden, odd rush of emotion with it, things that have been deeply muted lately and difficult to bring to the forefront as easily as he used to; he doesn't try to stop himself, he just pulls Jaeger close to him again - he wants to hold him for a while, to try to keep that feeling close while it's present.]

[scythegun]

[Oh, that's really nice... Jaeger settles against Wesker easily, moving a little closer than is probably comfortable given the blastia, but for the moment he doesn't really care. He just wants to be as close as possible before Wesker inevitably pulls away again.]

I... I care so much about you, Albert. You mean so much to me.

[They're not exactly the words he wants, but he's gotten used to them.]

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[For what it's worth, he doesn't seem bothered by the blastia; he just continues to hold Jaeger close.]

...You always make sure I know.

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It's so important to me that I get it across somehow!

[He laughs once that's out there though; he's not too bothered by it.]

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You'll manage the words you want eventually, I'm sure.

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I know I will! I'm confident that I'll get them out someday! Thank you for being so patient with me while I'm struggling with it!

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You don't have to thank me for that.

[...This much contact is starting to strike him strangely, but he doesn't particularly want to let go, either.]

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Maybe I don't, but I want to anyway. It really is something I appreciate.

[...Do you want him to pull back...?]

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[...No, he'll move, it'll just...take him a moment to disengage.]

As long as you're sure, then.

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[He'll pull back when Wesker does as well, though he sort of wishes it wasn't necessary.]

I am, of course. Thank you for everything, Albert.

[Including trying so hard with the physical affection.]

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[He'll keep playing with Jaeger's hair, at least.]

...If you find yourself troubled by that sort of thing again, you can come to me. You know that, don't you?

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[He appreciates it. It's nice...]

I know. I won't let it sit as long next time. But...

[He hesitates for a moment before pressing on with it anyway.]

What about you? Are you really okay after that?

[It's possible he is, but it doesn't seem likely.]

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...I have my own set of things that are concerning me. I like being able to help you with yours.

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[...]

You know I'll always listen, if you ever want to talk about them. I understand that it might not be something you can talk about, though.

[It's frustrating that he can't do anything to help, but he can at least be here for Wesker. He'll always be able to do that.]

And you don't have to worry about that any. You always manage to help me feel better. I want to be able to help you too, but I know that isn't always possible.

[The things Wesker's dealing with are much bigger than his own. Even if he can be closer to understanding some aspects of it, he'll never truly understand what Wesker's going through.]