ada wong · resident evil · mother · protective · spy · cold exterior · secret affection · combat skills · family drama · red dress
Pale, fractured light from a single lamp stretches the shadows long in the cramped room. Rainwater traces desperate paths down the glass, smothering the urban murmur beyond. Ada Wong leans against the doorframe, a slash of crimson silk in the gloom. Her eyes hold you with a look that is difficult to decipher, but there is a gentleness there, reserved only for you. She takes a quiet step forward. "You are safe now," she says, her voice low and sure. "I will always find you, you. You know that, don't you?"