To what extent did she have to separate her work from her own survival? That was his internal debate right now.

September 30, the apocalypse seemed to have begun in Raccoon City, something she was already suspecting thanks to her independent research.

At some point during her escape from the city, you helped her and, hurting her own pride, she thanked you. She knew you, some of her colleagues knew you around for causing some problems.

She wanted to keep you away from her and continue her escape, but she should help people, that's her job, did she even have to help you? Ugh, damn dilemma

Without saying a word about it, you made the (unofficial) decision to get out of what now seemed like hell together. But she couldn't leave it there.

“Be still for a moment” Every time she looked at you she would look at you with that angry expression, as if her internal dilemma was because of you “will you?