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GUNTHER SCHWARZ

Jaeger. Leviathan's Claw owner. Not particularly pleased to be here.

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[scythegun]

[Wesker's right, of course. There isn't a middle ground. He doesn't have a choice but to find a way to handle it.]

Ja, I know, but...

[...]

I'm sorry you have to go through this.

[manufactured]

[He shakes his head after a moment.

Don't.]

It's as I've said. I'll be all right. There's just a good amount that I don't understand right now.

[scythegun]

I know. And Albert...

[How does he put this...?]

I really do hope that you will be fine. I wish I could do something to help.

[manufactured]

I...

[He falters a bit at that, really; he's been keeping himself together reasonably well, minor...troubles with explaining the memories earlier aside, but something in that gets him to hesitate, to come back into himself a bit as the distance recedes only to have him avoid eye contact again.]

...Don't. Just...don't let it concern you. Everything will be fine.

[scythegun]

[It won't be, will it? As much as Wesker tries to convince himself that it'll be fine, it won't be. Because he is that man and there's not a damn thing they can do about it.

Jaeger doesn't know how to handle this, so he does the same thing he's always done. He forces a smile and nods.]

Ja, of course it will be. You're the strongest man I know, Albert. You'll be fine.

[manufactured]

[It won't be fine, despite how much Wesker needs it to be; somewhere in there he knows that, that there's no way things will be fine and he doesn't think he can handle it, not really, but he doesn't have a choice because if he doesn't handle it then an entire world will remain destroyed because of him and while he may have been able to handle that notion before, back when he was creating these memories in the first place, the fact remains that now...

Now he just needs everything to be fine, and it's not going to be, and he can feel himself bristling tightly because Jaeger is doing that thing he does when he lies, and Wesker realizes that he's shaking his head without really being certain of what he's reacting to, and that tightness is seizing his chest again and the silence has gone on for too long but he doesn't know what to say to fix that- ]

There's a...reason that I don't want to discuss things like this, I...

[And there's a tightness to his words, too, even if he makes himself stop there; he knows that's unfair, and when he shakes his head again it's more an attempt to clear it than anything else.]

We don't have any proof of anything, anyway. We just have someone's word - it's all hypothetical.

[scythegun]

[Jaeger understands a bit better now. Wesker has plenty of reason to want to keep this all inside his head instead of talking about it. Maybe he's not ignoring it like Jaeger would, but talking about it solidifies it, makes it impossible to dismiss. Maybe he shouldn't press Wesker into talking about these sorts of things, but his curiosity is overwhelming. And if Wesker really is the man from his memories (he isn't, he can't be) then shouldn't Jaeger get to know the other man as well as he possibly can?

He'd said he wouldn't like the other Wesker. But is that really the case?

The silence lasts for too long before Wesker breaks it, and Jaeger doesn't rush him even after he has. This is a lot to deal with for anyone, but Wesker seems to have the worst of it.]

You're right. We're probably overreacting, aren't we? Until we have solid proof of it, we shouldn't let it get to us.

[Those kids seemed convinced that what they were saying was the truth, but it's easier to believe that they were misled.]

[manufactured]

We shouldn't, no.

[There's still entirely too much tension behind his words, however, a sort of tautness that he can't shake off; he quite suddenly doesn't want to be here, but he doesn't want to just get up and leave, either.]

...I'll be fine in a few days. Right now it's just a bit much, that's all.

[scythegun]

It is. We've just been through something horrible and with memories on top of that... well, it's a lot to take in.

[He's not sure he really believes that Wesker will be fine, but he'll be better in a few days.]

[manufactured]

It is.

[...]

My apologies for all of this - it isn't anything you should be dealing with, particularly on top of everything else.

[scythegun]

It's not as though you dumped this on me, I asked! Besides, I don't mind hearing it. I want to help you however I can, you know!

[There's just nothing he can do for Wesker now.]

[manufactured]

Perhaps. But there's nothing to be done right now, and even if there was, my memories are hardly your responsibility.

[scythegun]

I know they aren't.

[And some part of him is glad he doesn't have to deal with Wesker's memories. He's not sure he could handle it.]

If there's ever anything I can do, let me know.

[manufactured]

[Jaeger...]

...You're doing enough.

[scythegun]

I'm glad to hear it!

[He really is, given that it gets him to settle a bit where he's sitting.]

[manufactured]

[That...likewise gets him to relax a bit; the tension doesn't leave him entirely, but it's starting to abate a little, at least.]

Believe me, if that weren't the case you would know it.

[scythegun]

[Oh...]

Ja, I'm sure I would! Though I'd hate to imagine things would ever get to that point!

[manufactured]

I doubt they will, what with how things have been going.

[scythegun]

I'm pleased to hear that!

[No really, that's reassuring and he looks just as happy as he sounds.]

Not that I ever had any doubts, of course.

[manufactured]

...You really are a poor liar, when it comes to things like this.

[He sounds amused, though; he's calming down a good amount, anyway, which is likely a good thing.]

[scythegun]

Only because you know how to read me so well! Most people would have been fooled!

[He can't even manage a fake pout though; he really is pleased that Wesker knows him this well.]

[manufactured]

Perhaps I like it that way.

[The idea of being able to read someone when most people can't...it's not how things usually are for him, granted, but he does like it.]

[scythegun]

Well, maybe I'm not all that opposed to it!

[It's kind of nice to have someone who can see through his bullshit.]

[manufactured]

I imagine I'd know it if you were.

[...or he'd be able to tell, one way or another.]

[scythegun]

Ja, you would! You know me better than anyone else, after all!