Jill’s teeth clenched tightly together in silent anger at the calm, disregarding manner Wesker was addressing Chris. That smug bastard had no drop or remorse in him for what he did to them… and to all of Raccoon as well. But then another word caught her interest. “Ozwell…?” Jill repeated in a soft mumble to himself. As in Ozwell Spencer? Jill had learned a great deal about the man while she was trapped in that horrible mansion of his. She already hated his guts on the pure basis of putting all those stupid fucking pointless puzzles in the mansion… But would he actually be here? According to Wesker, Spencer was the one who had sent the letters… right? What did he want with them? Jill could only guess… and nothing left a positive outcome… She was starting to get the feeling they really shouldn’t have came to the island…
Her attention was then ripped away from her former captain and switched back to Nicholai. She had known the man was insane, but he seemed to be pushing the limits now… Jill was grateful for the man holding him back, though she still wasn’t sure whose side he was on… Though she strongly hoped it was theirs, seeing the way he handled the raging Russian.
Jill sat, as Barry had suggested, but she was literally on the edge of her seat. Her gaze could not sit still, switching from Chris and Wesker, to Nicholai. The three of them were clearly at a disadvantage as they were the only ones, aside from Nicholai maybe, she wasn’t sure yet… the only ones who didn’t know what was going on, or at least the basics.