It made sense, he was a fool to think that irritating girl would have simply died. No, cockroaches did not go away unless the job was done personally and even then it was questionable. William would have to keep this in mind for the day he grew bored of this place, just so he could deal with that brat when the time came.

"So this Burnside should recognize you?"

The one day he was without his notebook was the day that yielded the most information... Why could Wesker have not told him this any sooner?! Oh well, he'd have to commit the information to memory until he could get some paper after the end of lunch.

"Any increase of muscle mass before arriving here?" William questioned, clearly intrigued by the thought of this new parasite. "Strength? Agility? Speed?"