#and obviously it depends on the writer but i find it fascinating when dbd verse re writers explore that

[janeromeroshow]

Content? She wouldn't say that, but Jane is smart enough to know that Wesker's idea of tolerant still doesn't mean it's an appropriate time to start nitpicking his word choice.

Still, it's always been curiosity that's driven her, even when her conversational partner is far from pleasant (and indeed, the condescending edge to his tone makes her skin crawl; it's one thing to be outran and stabbed, it's a whole other to have someone talk like you're beneath them on top of it all).

There are a few questions in her mind, the most pressing of being what is his fucking problem, but she chooses a different one as it doesn't take a genius to figure out the outcome of that.

" You worked with some of the others, right? I've heard them talk about it, they say you're very different to how they remember. "

"Content I assume?"

There's a slight mocking in his tone. The temper that always stirs close to the surface seems more uneven whenever he is in the presence of a survivor.

"There are not nearly as many of us as there are of you. Eventually, I am sure you'll know all of us by name. Won't that make the butchering's different."

From behind his dark glasses, his red eyes glow with a unintended intensity. He is uncertain if her echo was meant to be mocking, or some stumble within her mind. Though he always seems to lean towards cheek when it comes to the ones on the other end of The Fog. He can't help but be cruel. Condescending in a way that feels like a knife being dragged along bare skin.

"Any other questions? While I'm in a tolerant mood."