The streets of Raccoon City are filled with the walking corpses, well, as always. Roaming undead figures were just the norm now, possibly everywhere in the world because of what the Umbrella Corporation did. It was why they were on this damned mission, after all. Get the G-Virus mutagen, expose the Umbrella Corporation for what they really are, and destroy the corporation as a whole.

“How are you holding up?”

The girl asked, staring into her partner’s eyes. She asked him this question in her usual, deadpan tone, of course, but it still didn't mask the fact that Ada was at least slightly concerned for her work partner. Ada was just hard-wired to always be on work-mode, but she probably does care about the people she knows. At least, the two of them will have time to think on if she does care about him as they hunker down in an isolated area in Raccoon City, using a small tent and a campfire to set up camp. The girl kept a straight face, as much as she normally did.