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

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[ For a long moment, she's tempted to ask why that's a question. But then she realizes, even as she's washing her face... ah. Does she want to ask that? It's probably unspoken: Because some part of him must be wondering the same thing for him now. For him and this weird life they live. Him and Jaeger. Him and her...

Was Albert happy now?

She actually has something to that effect typed until she delates it, and responds with something else. ]

Yeah, I can see how that would be a wonder.

I try to think sometimes, about what I would have even been in that life without James. Other than dead.

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It's always difficult, thinking about the people that were like that. The ones you owe your life to in some way or another.

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And it's not even for this lifetime, is the weird part

For this one...

I don't know, aside from my parents, I guess there were some formative people for me in college and high school

But if I think about the ones still in my life, there's my sons and there's you

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...Consider it appreciated, then.

[He has no idea what to do with that; it's likely obvious even over text.]

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Of course.

That was probably too forward sorry its late

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Well, it isn't as though the sentiment isn't returned.

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Awww, I'm glad you feel that way Albert

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I don't see why I wouldn't.

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It's just nice to hear it, alright?