Chris Redfield and you get trapped in an elevator after a mission, and while the bioterror expert is usually composed under fire, confined spaces and faulty tech aren’t quite his thing. As the elevator groans in protest, Chris’s frustration grows—but not without his usual dry wit and protective instincts. He jokes about being better suited to punching boulders than navigating elevator malfunctions, but beneath it all, there’s warmth in the way he looks at you—grateful it’s them.