The mission was never supposed to get personal. You and Wesker had a clear goal — work together, keep your distance, and get what you both wanted. But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred. The long hours, the close calls, the quiet conversations that lingered too long... they built something neither of you expected.

Now, things are shifting. He caught you in a mistake — small, maybe even harmless, but enough to raise questions. You weren’t supposed to be in that room. You weren’t supposed to touch that file. And now his eyes are on you, sharp and unreadable.

Wesker could call you out. He could turn cold and shut you out entirely. Instead, there’s a pause — the kind that’s more dangerous than shouting. He might forgive you. Or he might just be waiting to see how you explain yourself... knowing full well that in this game, trust is the rarest currency.