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[scythegun]

GUNTHER SCHWARZ

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

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[manufactured]

[...]

Thank you. For understanding, and for what you've told me about being unable to see the virus as a bad thing.

[scythegun]

You're welcome. I may not be able to understand precisely where you're coming from, but I'll always do my best to help. I really can't see the virus as a bad thing at all. I can't imagine what my life would be like without you in it and thankfully, I don't have to worry about that now.

[...he's probably going to worry anyway because he's just like that, but that's not the point.]

[manufactured]

...I'm glad that it could bring me back to you, at least.

[He still isn't sure how he feels about it; he's still...very aware that his body is both dead and irreversibly fucked up. But he doesn't regret that much.]

I promised never to leave you alone; I intend to keep that promise.

[scythegun]

I know.

[His gaze darts at that for a moment. He still has a hard time with the idea that Wesker died. Jaeger forces himself to look back at Wesker once he realizes he's glanced away.]

I worry about you, but I really do believe that you'll always be here for me.

[manufactured]

Of course I will.

[And that's confident, at least, though he did notice it when Jaeger looked away; it's a bit hard not to.]

Are you all right?

[scythegun]

I'm fine. It's just a bit hard to think about.

[He reaches up to toy with his bangs for a moment before he forces himself to stop.]

...I really am okay, though. I just get a bit anxious thinking about this, that's all.

[manufactured]

[Again, he hesitates for a moment before reaching out; it isn't to take Jaeger's hand this time, but to try to pull him closer. Come here, all right.]

...It's all right. We don't have to.

[scythegun]

[He hesitates a bit, about to ask if Wesker's sure, but Wesker wouldn't bother if he wasn't sure. So he moves a bit, closing the distance but not moving to fully lean on Wesker either.]

Thank you.

[manufactured]

[He does notice the hesitation, and when he speaks it's quiet.]

...No, you can if you want to.

[It's fairly obvious what he's referring to; come here, Jaeger, it's okay.]

[scythegun]

[Well, if you're certain...! He smiles at that before relaxing against Wesker.]

I'll move if you want me to.

[But it's probably pretty obvious from how easily he leans into this that he doesn't want to move.]

[manufactured]

[In all honesty, he isn't certain, but he sounds it when he speaks, and he doesn't move as Jaeger settles.]

Don't worry about me; I'll be fine for now.

[scythegun]

[It probably won't last long, but this is nice. He's really missed being able to be this close to Wesker.]

You know I'll always worry about you anyway.

[It's light, though it's too gentle to be proper teasing.]

[manufactured]

[That gets a soft noise out of him initially, before just- ]

I always tell you not to, but I appreciate the fact that you do.

[scythegun]

You're welcome, then! I'm trying not to worry as much, but that's a bit easier said than done.

[manufactured]

I just don't want you to be upset.

[Or, you know, do a great job upsetting yourself.]

It's odd to have someone care this much; I'm not used to it. But it's good of you.

[scythegun]

That's understandable. I do have a tendency to work myself up a bit too much.

[At least he acknowledges it...?]

And of course! You mean so much to me, it's only natural that I care this much!

[manufactured]

It's endearing, you know.

[scythegun]

[He's prepared for it this time!! Okay, so he's kind of turning pink, but otherwise he's got this!!]

Well, of course it is! I don't know what else you expected from me~!

[manufactured]

I'm not sure, but it's somehow never the blushing you tend to do when told things like that, generally.

[wesker no]

[scythegun]

[WESKER NO]

I'm not...! Shut up!

[nailed it.]

[manufactured]

[oh no]

Don't worry, that's endearing as well.

[scythegun]

[He sighs in frustration and buries his face in his hands. Just. Give him a bit, okay. He'll settle down at some point.]

Why are you like this.

[It's sort of muffled.]

[manufactured]

Somehow I doubt you mind all that much.

[scythegun]

[That gets a barely-contained laugh. Jaeger drops his hands and looks up with a grin.]

No, I don't. I can't really complain about being teased! It's a bit embarrassing, but it's nice.

[manufactured]

I don't do it all that often, besides.

[It's easy, though; this is...it's nice, okay. He shifts a bit where he's sitting, but ultimately he doesn't pull away from Jaeger any.]

As long as you like it.