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GUNTHER SCHWARZ

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

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[scythegun]

[His answer isn't immediate, but it is confident.]

Of course I want to know. I want to understand what you're going through, after all.

[He might not be able to perfectly understand since he's not going through anything quite as bad as Wesker is, but it'll give him a better idea of what he's looking at.]

But there's no rush, ja? If you can talk about it someday, I'd certainly like that.

[HE'S TRYING OKAY.]

[manufactured]

[...He knows...]

It's hardly fair of me to not tell you, and if anything it's likely in your best interest to know.

I'd just prefer not to for now. You know that talking about things sometimes tends to make it...a bit more difficult to handle, overall.

[It means you have to deal with it and all.]

[scythegun]

Ja, I know. I'm not expecting to be able to handle this one very well, but I still think it's important to know. But for now don't worry about it. You've only just remembered it; you still need time for it to sink in, right?

[He just hopes it doesn't get worse once it does sink in fully.]

[manufactured]

Yes, exactly.

[...]

Either way, my thoughts haven't changed regarding the answers I'm finding. As terrible though it may be, I still believe that it's ultimately better that I know.

[scythegun]

I understand. I'm still not sure how I feel about that, honestly. It's probably good that you're still looking for those answers, though.

[manufactured]

What aren't you sure about...?

[scythegun]

Wanting to see more of these memories to figure out who I was. I suppose I'm a bit afraid of what I'll end up with.

[Starting a war is one thing, but who knows just how deep this rabbit hole goes?]

[manufactured]

...You know that what you're offering me extends both ways, don't you? If you need someone to discuss it with and all.

[scythegun]

Ja, of course! It's just... It feels sort of silly to get worked up over something like this when I don't know how things will go.

[There's something else about it that's bothering him, but he doesn't know how to articulate it.]

[manufactured]

...If you say so.

[It's...fair, he supposes, though it's difficult to know how he should feel about it given the conversation they just had about how getting worked up over these things is understandable.]

[scythegun]

[Fair, but follow what he says, not what he doesn't do!!]

I do! If it gets too bad I will come to you, I promise. But right now it isn't something I really put that much thought into.

[manufactured]

[...]

And yet you're insisting that I should...?

[scythegun]

[...oh.]

Well, when you put it like that it makes it sound like I'm not taking my own advice!

[because you aren't, dumbass]

I really am terrible at this, aren't I...? I'm sorry, I really do mean what I'm saying, I'm just... not very good at following my own advice, I suppose.

[manufactured]

It would seem so.

[Wesker, no.]

Do as you will, I suppose. I'm not particularly in the mood to fight over it.

[scythegun]

[Ouch, but he definitely deserves that.]

I'm not going to fight you over it. You're right, I really shouldn't be that dismissive of it. I'll give it some more thought and I'll come to you once I've worked out my feelings on it.

[manufactured]

...Again, if you say so.

[It's not thoroughly dismissive, just kind of blunt; he'll sort out what he thinks of it later, along with...everything else, he supposes.]

[scythegun]

[Wesker's got a lot to sort through, doesn't he...]

...Do you want to be left alone for a little while?

[It wasn't dismissive, but Wesker's words were definitely blunted. Maybe it's best to give him some space...?]

[manufactured]

[It's kind of a lot, Jaeger, yes.]

Perhaps that would be for the best, for the time being.

[...]

That isn't to say that I don't want you here, it's...

[...It's kind of a lot.]

[scythegun]

No, I know what you mean! You're dealing with a lot right now.

[He stands up and then turns to Wesker.]

I'll be in my room if you need me for anything.

[He wants to say "it'll be okay" or something along those lines, but he doesn't know that it will be. So instead he forces a smile and turns to leave.]

[manufactured]

{Wesker will let Jaeger leave without trying to stop him; he'll be distant for a fair amount of the evening after that - spending time with his dogs, mostly. Taking time to calm himself down and sort out whatever is happening in his head.

It's a bit later in the evening when he approaches Jaeger's door; he pauses for a moment before knocking, though it isn't particularly hesitant.]

[scythegun]

[Jaeger can entertain himself and he'll keep busy on his phone while Wesker's sorting himself out. Still, he can't help but be the tiniest bit relieved when he hears the knocking.]

Hey, how are you doing?

[Should we head back to the study...?]

[manufactured]

...Well enough, I think.

[We...can, though he doesn't particularly care either way. Go, stay here, whichever.

He still sounds a little out of it, though not as blunted as before, so at least there's that much.]

[scythegun]

That's good to hear. Is there something you want to talk to me about?

[He'll open the door wider so Wesker can come in. No sense going all the way over to the study when you're already here! Jaeger will take a seat on the bed, though he'll leave plenty of room in case Wesker wants to join him.]

[manufactured]

[He'll come in, though he won't sit down; though he's tempted to pace, he manages to keep himself from doing so.]

It's nothing in particular, admittedly. Am I interrupting you somehow?

[scythegun]

No, no! I wasn't doing anything important!

[And even if he was, he'd make time for Wesker.]