[ It wasn't something that he would have admitted to anyone else. Wesker would sooner die alone and terrified than say such a thing to anyone other than William. Fear was a terrible, powerful emotion, and Albert had never felt it the way he had just now.
They both knew that his condition could deteriorate. Optimism was one thing, but denial was quite another. Having one of the very few people he cared about there with him made all the difference.
The nurses left them alone after saying something to William in hushed tones. Albert couldn't hear it, and it didn't really matter much.
When William took his hand, Albert squeezed his in return. He was grateful for the gesture. ]
I don't think I can stay awake.
[ He was still cold and shivering, but not as badly as before. At this point, his exhaustion outweighed his discomfort. ]
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They both knew that his condition could deteriorate. Optimism was one thing, but denial was quite another. Having one of the very few people he cared about there with him made all the difference.
The nurses left them alone after saying something to William in hushed tones. Albert couldn't hear it, and it didn't really matter much.
When William took his hand, Albert squeezed his in return. He was grateful for the gesture. ]
I don't think I can stay awake.
[ He was still cold and shivering, but not as badly as before. At this point, his exhaustion outweighed his discomfort. ]