"It must be difficult for you, with so much of your society tied to the Games."

If Wesker's attention had been divided before, it was fixed now. Though he didn't move, though there was now outward change, his senses pinned on the man beside him. Watching him steadily from behind the dark lenses of his glasses, cursing silently the damnable music that kept him from being able to monitor the tell-tale heart.

"You can't even escape it in your own home."