Caelan smiled and shook hands with Chris the troll.
Just then, Chris seemed to remember something and turned his head to ask Wesker,
"Oh right, where's Leon? Why hasn't that guy come back yet?"
Wesker spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he did not know either.
"I'm not sure about that either. He seems to have some research project and went out to search for suitable materials. What a pity. He won't be able to meet Mr. Caelan. Otherwise, I believe the two of them would surely have a very pleasant conversation."
Chris nodded and did not dwell on the matter any further. Instead, he looked toward Caelan, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.
There was still a warm smile on his face, but his way of speaking was extremely sharp.
"Mr. Caelan, since you are a friend brought here by that fellow Wesker, I believe you must have some ability. You are unlike those pieces of trash from the World of Myriad Races, who cannot even understand the most basic forging."
