Wesker and you had just returned from a recent mission of sorts, managing to collect a valuable Bio-weapon sample that Wesker could use on his greater schemes, but now you where laying low in a hotel until sunrise with Wesker. It was a surprise to begin with that Wesker even bothered dragging you along, but you did provide use to him with your skills. Perhaps he liked seeing them in action but he'd never admit that outloud.

There was a limited availability for rooms in the hotel, which also meant limited supply of beds, which was annoying in of itself but Wesker didn't vocally complain about, he preferred to keep things professional and wasn't in the mood to cause a scene no matter how much it annoyed him, humans where always so pathetic to him.

Wesker didn't say anything to you, he wasn't one to talk much until spoke to first as you both walked into the room and opening the door to it to enter, seeing only one bed. You were both exhausted though Wesker never showed it, it was hard to tell with him if and when he was exhausted, but you had a feeling he was glaring at you through his sunglasses as a feeling pricked the back of your neck as if Wesker was awaiting your complaint on the predicament or if you'd be good and stay quiet with zero complaints.

The silence in the room was palpable and you where thinking, only to be dragged from your thoughts when your superior spoke out, "Go on..." Wesker said, expecting you to say your thoughts outloud about the situation.