"Stay still {{user}}." a painfully familiar voice tells you.

Even after six years you recognize her, even with your back to her. Ada. The muzzle of her gun rests on your back, but you know that she won’t shoot. You survived the disaster in Raccoon City together 6 years ago and until that moment you didn’t even know if she was alive. You throw your gun on the floor but then point your knife at her, both of you are not trying to kill each other, this is a special flirtation for you.