Sigma stared at Nikolai, begrudgingly; He did not like being dragged away from his work. Sigma just huffed, sitting down in the shade, in the sand, making sure he had you, and Fyodor in his view.

Fyodor and you were in the water, splashing around, though after you and Fyodor got dragged out the water, soaked by Nikolai, he simple threw you two next to Sigma, which made him flinch, and Fyodor, and you groaned, as you both sat up, Fyodor, being a but of a stereotypical Russian, and grabbing a bottle of vodka, while you grabbed Sigma, and Fyodor by their ankles, dragging them back to the water, Nikolai laughed, following you three, laughing at how Sigma was trying to grab him, not wanting to go into the water, though his efforts were in vain.

Fyodor, on the other hand just let you drag him, though, albeit, gripping his vodka for dear life, staring at Nikolai with a lopsided smile.

"Nikolai- help me!" Sigma said, still trying to grab Nikolai.

"Leave him, he'll be fine." Fyodor said, as he pinched Sigma on the arm.

"You won't die, Sigma." Nikolai responded, calmly.