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Redfield took a breath and straightened up, shaking the wrinkles out of his lab coat as he recomposed himself.
"But first, revive the others as you did so to me." Redfield scoffed at the request, shaking his head. "It's not that simple, like I said, I would need time. You were revived through a reagent that had just passed testing. There was only one vial of it, and that went into reviving you. All of my notes for creating the reagent are on my droid, which you broke when you woke up. Before I can revive your companions, I need to get my droid working again. and with the damage you did to it, it will take at least a few days, maybe a week." After a moment, Redfield turned and walked to his chair with a slight limp. The alien's bindings had injured his left hip and loosened a rib or two. Sitting down, he leaned back in the seat and watched the noir look-alike with an observant eye.

after a moment, he turned to his keyboard and punched in a few digits. the door behind the alien slid shut, sealing the room. "but before I do anything to help you, I need to know whether you can put the past behind you or not. Since it would be unwise for me to just send you on home when you have coordinates for our solar system, as well as a grudge. Right now, this room is sealed, nothing can get in or out. And if the computer can't sense any human life signs, the air will immediately be evacuated. It's sort of my final farewell if I get into a situation like this, though I was expecting the real Noir, not a look-alike. So before we do anything, I want you to turn back to your form, and have a seat. As I said earlier, I need to get a few questions out of the way. firstly, what I can call you." Redfield's demeanor was calm and clinical. His usual humor deserting him after being threatened for the third time today.