[ Being alone in the room left him with nothing to do other than think, and that wasn't the best idea right now. He would, without a doubt, focus on the operation and what had gone wrong. That wouldn't do him any good, so Wesker closed his eyes and allowed himself to doze. He supposed he could have turned on the TV, but the story was bound to be all over the news.
He was tired and hurting. The pain was still at tolerable levels, but it was a constant reminder of what had happened.
Wesker drifted in and out of sleep, easily awakened by the slightest sound. Someone—he presumed it was a nurse—walked past his door and entered a room down the hall, tending to another patient. He heard her footsteps clicking on the tile as she left a few moments later.
When William returned, Wesker had slipped back into a light sleep. The sound of the door woke him again, seeming strangely loud to his ears. He caught the scent of coffee and was glad William was at least drinking something. ]
If I fall asleep again, wake me when she gets here.
[ Sleeping through the S.T.A.R.S. visit was actually preferable, but it would be rude to do the same to Annette, all things considered. ]
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He was tired and hurting. The pain was still at tolerable levels, but it was a constant reminder of what had happened.
Wesker drifted in and out of sleep, easily awakened by the slightest sound. Someone—he presumed it was a nurse—walked past his door and entered a room down the hall, tending to another patient. He heard her footsteps clicking on the tile as she left a few moments later.
When William returned, Wesker had slipped back into a light sleep. The sound of the door woke him again, seeming strangely loud to his ears. He caught the scent of coffee and was glad William was at least drinking something. ]
If I fall asleep again, wake me when she gets here.
[ Sleeping through the S.T.A.R.S. visit was actually preferable, but it would be rude to do the same to Annette, all things considered. ]