[Jaeger will be able to break away eventually, though Wesker immediately uses the opportunity to try to shove him off - distance seems like a good idea, honestly, as does catching his breath.
[...You're an asshole. Why are you such an asshole.
He'll jerk back before the knife manages to catch him properly - though it does catch his suit jacket, so nice job tearing it there, hero. That said, he seems content dodging it for now rather than trying to block; come at him when he's expecting it this time.]
[And that's another one that he's going to try to block with his forearm, hitting Jaeger's arm away from him with his off hand and shifting the blade in his good one, switching it around so that it's lying underhand, the blade flush against his arm to discourage Jaeger from doing the same to him.
...And proceeding to try to slash at him anyway because he is likewise a total asshole, um.]
[Jaeger's staggered by that, it takes him a moment to recover and by the time he does Wesker's coming at him with the knife. He moves to block it but this time he's not so lucky - the blade catches him hard in the left palm. Jaeger pulls back immediately, gasping loudly and dropping the knife to grab at his hand.]
[That's... Well, that certainly is, all right, though it takes him a moment to register what happened; he's quick to lower and sheathe the blade, at least, the knife disappearing quickly back under his coat where he tends to keep it, and when he approaches his movements are quick, professional.]
Let me see it.
[There's a weird blankness to his tone when he says it, but at least he's asking in the first place.]
[He winces a bit as he holds out his hand to let Wesker take a look at the cut. It's not deep enough to cause any permanent damage, but it's definitely not a light scratch either. It's going to take some time to heal and right now it's looking pretty ugly.]
Ah, here, let me try to get my glove off...
[Or what's left of it, anyway. Give him a moment to get that off, wincing as he carefully gets the glove off over the injury.]
[He sighs but he nods at Wesker's other statements, heading toward the master bedroom to take care of his hand as best he can. The water stings a bit but he does a good job washing the blood off before returning to Wesker's room to wait on the bed. He's careful to make sure he doesn't bleed on the bed too while he waits, alright.]
[...Well, the disinfectant he's going to need to put on this (once he's laid down like eighty towels to make sure this won't get on his fucking bed) is likely going to sting like a bitch and he's sure as shit not going to warn you, for starters.]
...You have my apologies, by the way. For this.
[You know, the injury. And the disinfectant. And his shit bedside manner, probably.]
[He just tightens his grip a bit when he feels Jaeger tensing up like he wants to pull away; you're not going anywhere until he's finished, all right.]
It isn't, which is why I imagine we can get away with not requiring stitches. Just the same, you're not going to want to move it very much.
[He'll finish with the disinfectant easily enough, however; it's ointment rather than liquid, at least.]
Leave it for a little while and then I can finish dealing with it.
It was something I was interested in learning, and so my father taught me at one point. It's been useful enough since.
[...Just...let him check that injury over while we talk, all right, and once that's done he'll get out the medical glue - it'll work about as well as the stitches would, anyway.]
I had to do it fairly recently, during the entire incident with the monsters. Before I met up with you.
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...This is actually really fun, isn't it?]
Well, you seem to be enjoying yourself.
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Ja, I am! You seem to be enjoying yourself as well! I take it you haven't remembered anything yet?
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[He doesn't sound too bothered by that just yet, however.]
This is enjoyable, however, either way.
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[He'll strike again, aiming low this time.]
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He'll jerk back before the knife manages to catch him properly - though it does catch his suit jacket, so nice job tearing it there, hero. That said, he seems content dodging it for now rather than trying to block; come at him when he's expecting it this time.]
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...And proceeding to try to slash at him anyway because he is likewise a total asshole, um.]
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Let me see it.
[There's a weird blankness to his tone when he says it, but at least he's asking in the first place.]
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Ah, here, let me try to get my glove off...
[Or what's left of it, anyway. Give him a moment to get that off, wincing as he carefully gets the glove off over the injury.]
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...Given that the glove is already damaged, take it and use it to stem the bleeding a bit.
[And he'll just...move to leave the room, calling back a request as he does so.]
Come upstairs with me. I should be able to take care of it well enough here.
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[He'll hold the ruined glove to the injury to help with the bleeding. He'll follow Wesker once he's done with that.]
Thank you. I should've been more careful.
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[Other than not this, apparently, for some reason?]
Wait in my room. Wash your hand out as best you can, and then just sit on the bed and try not to bleed on it.
[Master bedroom, attached bathroom, all that fun shit. Knock yourself out while he obtains things.]
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[He sighs but he nods at Wesker's other statements, heading toward the master bedroom to take care of his hand as best he can. The water stings a bit but he does a good job washing the blood off before returning to Wesker's room to wait on the bed. He's careful to make sure he doesn't bleed on the bed too while he waits, alright.]
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Wesker does, however, return quickly enough, bringing what looks like an entire damn medkit with him.]
I imagine you don't want me to try stitches, but I have a few other things that should work well enough.
[...Give him your hand, all right, let him work on it.]
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[He holds out his hand for Wesker to take.]
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...You have my apologies, by the way. For this.
[You know, the injury. And the disinfectant. And his shit bedside manner, probably.]
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You don't need to apologize. It's not that bad.
[It hurts like a bitch, but that'll hopefully fade eventually.]
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It isn't, which is why I imagine we can get away with not requiring stitches. Just the same, you're not going to want to move it very much.
[He'll finish with the disinfectant easily enough, however; it's ointment rather than liquid, at least.]
Leave it for a little while and then I can finish dealing with it.
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[He relaxes a bit eventually, though his hand still hurts and he feels sort of embarrassed about getting injured in the first place.]
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[...Also a mildly crazy skill to have, but here we are.]
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...But how many people would actually be capable of that? I doubt very many could manage it.
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[He says, like it ain't even a thing.]
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[I mean he's a little surprised. But honestly if anyone can do it, it'd be Wesker.]
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[...Just...let him check that injury over while we talk, all right, and once that's done he'll get out the medical glue - it'll work about as well as the stitches would, anyway.]
I had to do it fairly recently, during the entire incident with the monsters. Before I met up with you.
[Now hold still, all right.]
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