"Gross, my sperm donor has a crush on my father figure." Jake fake gagged. Grooooooooss.
"If by crush," Wesker rumbles, "you mean I would very much like to land an aircraft on Chris Redfield, then I suppose that would be accurate, Jacob."
Strange, red-orange eyes flash behind dark shades and he dares his... "son" ... to say another word. There will be hell to pay, touching that particular nerve.













