Wesker is still glaring at the orb as if awaiting a reaction from it when Cal speaks up from the side, pulling the older man's attention and the look of those expressionless shades back onto him. But aside from turning his head away, Wesker's posture doesn't change.

"I did." He replies. Touching that thing had been a mistake for sure. "If not for surveilance, then for what reason would it be here?" The question is asked with clear impatience in his voice. Impatience and annoyance at the bemusement he can notice on Cal's face.