She sat still as he brushed her arm, though it didn't feel too uncomfortable. When he took her hand she did tense a little. It was her gun hand, and Wesker had always told her not to let someone control it, though her gun wasn't with her. She had been ordered to leave it at home.

The nervous smile from the other boy, and their words made her give a small nod. She reached up touching Lindsey's face with her free hand, the glass still on the floor before her. "I don't doubt you, either of you." She trailed the hand down his neck and shoulder, reaching for Eliot.