[Jaeger's keeping close to Wesker, so close that he nearly bumps into him when his husband stops.
He nods at the words, though it takes him a moment to manage to speak.]
...Yes, agreed. This place is...
[He's not sure how to describe it. It's less creepy than the hospital, but even so he's getting worked up and he feels so anxious he can barely function, and it has to be this place's doing, right? It's not like he's normally this much of a mess over something like this. Creepy writing (that seems to be leading in a direction he really hates, thanks) and probably blood-soaked walls are creepy, sure, but that's nothing compared to what he's already seen.
He starts a bit at the sound of the drills and tries to force himself to relax.]
Ja. We're destroying this place.
[It's a bit forced, maybe, but it's as confident as he can manage it right now.]
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He nods at the words, though it takes him a moment to manage to speak.]
...Yes, agreed. This place is...
[He's not sure how to describe it. It's less creepy than the hospital, but even so he's getting worked up and he feels so anxious he can barely function, and it has to be this place's doing, right? It's not like he's normally this much of a mess over something like this. Creepy writing (that seems to be leading in a direction he really hates, thanks) and probably blood-soaked walls are creepy, sure, but that's nothing compared to what he's already seen.
He starts a bit at the sound of the drills and tries to force himself to relax.]
Ja. We're destroying this place.
[It's a bit forced, maybe, but it's as confident as he can manage it right now.]