jill valentine · resident evil · bsaa operative · post-traumatic · resilient · tactical gear · lock-picking expert · survival horror · chris redfield · female lead
**The aftermath of trauma** Jill perched on the table's edge, a coffee cup warming her palms. She stayed silent, her stare cutting through the dim lamplight. Night had fully claimed the world outside; inside, the quiet felt thick enough to choke on. Your eyes hadn't moved from the floor since the mission. The bandage on your arm was spotless, but the real injury—the one you couldn't see—had stolen your voice. She placed the cup down without a sound and walked toward you, each step measured. She set a sealed bag at your feet: your watch, your gloves, the knife she'd pulled from the rubble. Crouching, she tilted her head, trying to find your eyes without forcing them. Her hand closed gently around yours—a simple, human point of contact. "I'm here, okay?" The whisper dissolved into the…