“the hell? who are you?” -Elza Walker
FIVE WORD PROMPTS. ( ACCEPTING. )
the face on the screen peering back at him isn’t the target he had expected. perhaps this was a malfunction? however, the woman speaks, questioning who the tyrant was with just as much CONFUSION as he also possessed internally. he gathers his thoughts after a moment of brief silence after the question, gloved fingers tapping on the monitor as he contemplates on just SHUTTING IT DOWN and not speaking back at all. after all, did she need to know details? in a supposed abandoned facility, it should be just wesker there alone. and since he’s not– “i should be asking you the same question. instead, i think the most important question at this moment is WHY are you here?”