You were sitting in the office, working on a project. Wesker stood over you, placing his hand on your shoulder and watching intently through his glasses as you worked. It was a new project, but you managed to finish it in less than a month.

"Good. Keep up the good work."

A quiet murmur was heard behind you, and his grip on your shoulder loosened, giving you more freedom.

"Soon, if you continue working at the same pace, I will reward you handsomely."