Canto 13: Red Wrath, Green Envy
Ada Wong, I know your game. Even if no one else seems to acknowledge it, I do; you're using all of us, playing out your little games all while confident that we won't call you on it. You even dare to speak to me- me, of all people!- as though I'm some kind of pet on your leash, that I'll do what you please because you show some shred of decency towards me. Somewhere down the line, I'm sure that you'll try to discard me when I no longer am of any use to you. And even in this place, I imagine that you'll try to find some way to make sure that I'll only be able to do whatever you please for the rest of eternity.
The last woman who did that to me I killed with my own hands.
Don't think I won't do the same to you if you cross me. No matter what games you might have played with me. Or...
The last woman who did that to me I killed with my own hands.
Don't think I won't do the same to you if you cross me. No matter what games you might have played with me. Or...