Chapter 26: Wounds
“True friendship multiplies the good in life and divides its evils" —Baltasar Gracian.
Wanting to be the level-headed one between us, I remain calm, but asserting. “Why are you so mad about this? Do you have something against Wesker?”
Theo only glares at me harder. “I don’t trust the strigois,” he answers through gritted teeth, as if just talking about them is making him sick. That’s not really a clear answer, though.
“Why?”
“Because I hate them.”
“Why?”
“Because they are just a bunch of traitorous low-lives,” he practically spits on my face. “Now can you just stop asking me about this?”
“No, I can’t. I need to know. You want me to not include the strigois in the master plan I’ve been building for years, which is a very huge deal to all of us. The least you can d
