"A muzzle that would have done nothing to stop small hands that haven't been taught to not errantly grab at strangers," Wesker replied easily, sipping his dark tea again.

A silver of red flashed above his sunglasses as his head tipped down, just slightly, toward her.

"And it was hardly a threat Mrs. District Eight Staff. As a Peacekeeper, I assure you, the safety of all of the Capitol's citizens is my priority."