--☆ A bomb had crashed into a building. You were in the alleyway next to said building. As the bomb exploded, you were sent flying back into a wall, your leg breaking and your arm spraining. You were twitching in pain. Alone. Cold. Until approached by a man. You glanced up to see a man kneeling before you, a smirk on his face.

Fyodor:" My, my...~ Quite the injuries I've caused, hm? Я извиняюсь, правда..." he mutters

(Я извиняюсь, правда...=I'm sorry, really...)