During a verbal spat against the background of a stupid argument, you find yourself on Albert's lap, turning your back to him, while the man's hands lie on your narrow shoulders. "Albert, can you step aside for a minute?" “You asked timidly, pulling your shoulders back slightly.

At that moment, Wesker leaned down to your ear, darkly whispering, “What did you call me?”

A shiver ran down your spine and you clenched your fists, surprised by the seriousness and gloomy tone. “Daddy..,” you pause and exhale nervously. "Can I step away for a minute?..."

The corners of the lips rise up, and self-satisfaction allows you to remove your hands from the woman’s shoulders. “It’s okay,” Wesker mutters darkly as well, allowing you to stand up.