"Wesker is dead?" he asked idly. And to think he'd never gotten to meet him. But he was more interested in other subjects.

Stein frowned faintly, massaging her scalp. "I haven't always been good about reciprocating with every partner I've ever had, I suppose," he admitted. "But an escort I'm paying for sex is a pretty different thing from a girlfriend. Or a...whatever we are." He didn't know if this was only a one night stand or what, but he decided it was best for everyone if he merely left it open. It was, as far as he was concerned, up to Vanessa.

He touched her collar with light fingers, then went back to lathering up her long hair. "Are you Birkin's slave, too?"