—if anything, she was sure he despised him.
Though Alex worked closely with him, even though she was sure she betrayed him too.
“Nothing strikes a memory on that, sorry.”
“It only leaves traces if you’re incompetent.” Sighing she’d push some loose hair behind her ear, frowning.
Incompetent work? Unless he was talking about the failed research with the Wesker children, she had no idea. It’s not as if he were actually close to Spencer,—
"All that stuff? Oh no, that leaves traces behind. We can't afford that at all." He looks back at her, leaning against the doorframe, staring at her carefully. She's just going on and on.
"You say that, but I'm sure there's something left. Has Albert ever told you about what +
“Nothin’ royal about it. If ya had the funds to track someone like me down, surely you would’ve had the funds for somethin’ like a burner phone. Or even a sketchy letter, maybe an email.”
Even if drinks or food were offered, she’d turn them down. At the moment she—
Her tone was snippy, of course it was and she shot a glare at her from those goggles.
"Now, I'm sorry for not giving you the royal treatment you might be used to but for those of us that have actually lived and hid in secrecy I'm sure you understand flattery
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—from his father, she wanted to keep him /safe/. That’s one of the reasons she never bothered to track him down.
“I don’t mean to alarm you, but I’m pretty sure anythin’ to do with his bloodline? There’s no-one left.
Even with the Wesker children, they all died—