[Wesker is lounging in bed from the look of things, given the corner of the grey silk-cased pillow behind his head, the tousled state of his hair and the black short-sleeved tee shirt he's wearing. For once his usual impassive expression has given way to one of quiet wonder tempered with a note of professional concern, as he notes her back.]

First day of school, every child's first big step out of the creche and into the world. I'd say I remember mine, but... it could trigger an involuntary memory transmission.