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Chris’ eyes were far off. He barely paid attention to the man before him’s actions. Though if he were paying attention, he would have most certainly realized the odd way which the man was acting. He heard Albert’s last words and turned his head to look at him. Chris’ hazel gaze met with the gaze of his old friend. “Chase…?”

Chris grimaced. Did he mean when they used to be arch enemies? Did he mean the last time they had met in Kijuju? That chase…? Chris shook his head, “What ever went wrong, Albert…?” The question was sour on his tongue.

He gulped again, averted his eyes from Albert’s. There was a short silence between the two of them. Chris felt himself needing to explain what he meant by that exactly… “We were friends. Partners. I thought loyalties were important to you…. I trusted you. Jill trusted you.” Finally, Chris shifted his gaze back to the older man’s, “So what happened? What changed you…?”

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He almost laughed.

Almost.

“You ask that, sitting at my kitchen table?” Wesker asked, dryly. Dish left to cultivate, he retrieved one of the blood samples and slipped it into a little box wedged up beside the toaster. The sequencer, like the microscope, had seen better days, but there was still a stamp of Umbrella on it, scratched and faded. He switched it on and let the machine do its work.

There were no words for what he was being asked. Despite the power that was in that body, Chris still looked like a kicked puppy. Fed, huh? That meant no return if his sources were correct…

“What do you want me to say, Chris? What do you want to hear? That I was blackmailed? That I’d gone mad, perhaps, with the revelations that Spencer and Umbrella had planned this from the very beginning? That STARs meant something to me? That you meant something to me? Jill?” He leaned against the countertop, head cocked to the side and his eyes narrowed. “You’re as bad as Excella was…Mmm...perhaps not as bad. She saw me for the monster I was and still threw herself at my feet.”

Just once, someone show some goddamn backbone. Fight me. Fight me for a reason other than ‘justice’. Fight for yourself.

“I haven’t changed. I’ve always been a self-serving bastard, Chris, and I probably always will be. I was asked to keep Umbrella’s activities silent which meant joining STARs. I didn’t like the post, I didn’t like most of the team. But be damned if, when the time came to lead you all to the chopping block, I wasn’t going to try and get some of you to survive.”

He craved more tea. Tea seemed to have taken the place of Excella’s serum, but he suspected that was due to Death’s meddling. “Admittedly there were, perhaps, personal reasons that led me to the position as well…but I have always wanted to change the world. And I don’t care how it’s done. You were business, Chris, which then became personal. Because you just couldn’t keep your nose out of my business.” A pause. He looked away, arms still folded, pale skin against grey and a deep, dark violet.

“I’ve only had one true partner in my life, Chris, and I’m sorry to say but it wasn’t you.”

ooc: Good god, Wesker shut up.