My memories of you go hand in hand with my memories of Raccoon City. There can't exist one without the other.
Tender memories, of your kind eyes and delicate smile, forever poisoned by Umbrella. And always this bittersweet ache in my chest,
this longing laced with fear. Now I know I would rather be with you remembering that awful day, than be alone remembering you...
brave, vibrant, lovely Claire Redfield. We are bound by our past, our meeting of fate. We escaped into each other that day and
nothing in this life can divide our souls, not even seven years of silence. I was a fool to let you be just a memory.
We should have never been apart. Please Claire, let me mend this mistake.
