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[trilluminati]

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I'm sorry for whatever I did to you. Leave a message.

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[killsyouquickly]

[_{That particular choice of words piques his curiosity.}]

And what exactly did he do to you.

[_{He's pushing and he knows it, but they said no secrets.}]

[trilluminati]

He... He used me to...

[When Q is at a loss for words, all is decidedly wrong in the world.]

I would've never done that to you, tiger. I mean, the E was my cue and I did have plans but not...

Not anything like that.

[killsyouquickly]

I understand that, Q.

[_{Hearing Q sound so uncertain makes him regret bringing this up.}]

I suppose I was just interested if there was something more complicated going on.

[_{He swallows, probably audibly hard.}]

[trilluminati]

[Q is silent for just a moment before he hangs up on him.]

[killsyouquickly]

[<sub>Wesker closes his eyes, furious with himself.

He waits a good five minutes before calling again.</sub>]

I'm sorry.

[trilluminati]

I don't really wanna talk to you right now.

[And yet he picked up the phone. Go figure.]

[killsyouquickly]

[_{Cue a lot more careful choosing of words.}]

I know you would never do that, Q, much less lie to me about it.

[_{He's quiet for a long moment.}]

I don't mourn or regret a thing that has passed between us. You must know that. I am... sorry [_{there's that word again, twice in less than a minute}] for bringing it up. You... hah. [_{tiny, bitter laugh.}] You know me. I can't let something that fascinates me lie.

[trilluminati]

[There's no click, but Q might have hung up again if not for the sound of him trying to not let on that he's a wreck over this.

He also tries to hide a deep, shaky breath.]

The doc put me on some kind of medicine after that. It helped; stopped me from hearing him-- or hearing whatever all the time. I...don't know what I'll be like coming back.

[And he lets the rest of that breath go.]

That's all I know. Sorry. You deserve more, but I don't got it.

[killsyouquickly]

Don't-- apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for.

[_{This is the probably the most miserable he's felt about Q not having a body, because if there was ever a time he needed to touch him, it's right now. There's a great deal he wants to say, but nearly fifty years of emotional repression is really taking its toll at the moment.}]

It truly doesn't matter to me what condition you come back in.

[trilluminati]

[Like Wesker really has to say anything aloud anyway. By now, it's automatic.]

I'm sure I'll be fine anyway. You aren't interested in fucking with my head like my last creator.

[killsyouquickly]

And anyone who is won't be breathing long enough to do so.

[_{Every syllable is a threat to no one in particular.}]

[trilluminati]

You take good care of me, baby. But don't worry, I got it all...

... Well.

[killsyouquickly]

Q.

[_{He sighs, squares his jaw, tries to taste the words before they come out.}]

You're everything I have, and I don't settle for anything less than I want.

[trilluminati]

[It's probably terrible that Q takes a moment to answer, then, though his reply offers up a good explanation.]

Don't make me blush now, tiger.

[killsyouquickly]

[_{That silence gives him a mild heart attack, so the breath he lets out once Q answers is probably a little loud.}]

It's my mission in life to make you blush.

[trilluminati]

Ou, don't get cocky. It takes a lot to get to me, baby. I seen a lot in my short time.

[Never mind that he is right now; it doesn't count if Wesker can't gloat over the image.]

[killsyouquickly]

I've already managed it on a couple of occasions, pet.

[_{He's trying to sound as cocky as Q expects him to be, but that little confession took a lot out of his voice.}]

[trilluminati]

I guess that's what's unique about you. You always know how to affect me.

[Apparently double meanings should just become their official language.]

[killsyouquickly]

[_{He smiles slowly, and it'll take a moment for him to clean his throat and respond.}]

It seems we have that in common.

[trilluminati]

Add that to the list.

[There's a kind of affectionate laughter in his voice.]

Though we might have an easier time listing what we don't got in common.

[killsyouquickly]

I think the only item so far is "taste in friends".

[trilluminati]

Oh, don't you even start.

[It is hard to snap at someone when you sound ecstatic.]

[killsyouquickly]

I'm not starting anything. I'll bring him back like you wanted.

[_{He sounds equally as pleased, even discussing resurrecting the one person he hasn't had a pleasant thing to say to since he woke up here.}]

[trilluminati]

I know, baby. You haven't let me down before and by now I can't believe you ever will.

[killsyouquickly]

Mm, certainly not planning on it.

[_{He slides into a comfortable silence for a moment.}]

I apologize for interrupting you with this.