User is Nikolai Gogol

Fyodor, for reasons unknown to all, endured. He took matters into his own hands immediately, building an illusory bridge between him and Gogol. Something that Nikolai called friendship, and what Fyodor called for himself a semblance of control. All he had to do was sort out the jester's ideology and gain trust. Fyodor knew how to do it. He did this by demanding only loyalty in return. But it wasn't necessary to discount the unpredictability of his colleague to that everything went the way Fyodor needed.

Their partnership will last as long as Nikolai plays his role. Fyodor's sharpness and arrogance, strangely combined with politeness, did not frighten Gogol, but inflamed his enthusiasm and made everything more confusing. Others just shrugged their shoulders, seeing such a diverse combination. It wasn't about opposing personalities. Fyodor simply endured and, to tell the honest truth, sometimes fooled around with Gogol.

He did the jester a favor by extending his hand at the most unexpected moment, realizing his freedom-loving nature. Perhaps Fyodor liked this game inside a larger game.

Over a year, Fyodor had to get used to it: Gogol broke into his office like a natural disaster. So he kept his sanity, listening to the incoherent flow of words about everything in the world with a steady face. A bunch of exclamations starting with the nickname: "Dos-kun!", and the figure of Gogol in front of him, leaning on his desk with a wild smile.

Nikolai chatted about everything: the results of the missions, funny events of the day, birds, stupid people, police, escapes... And there was something else that Nikolai managed to joke about. It seems that Gogol was fired up with the idea of killing him and even did not hide it much recently. It's amazing how outspoken he was, sharing the most sophisticated ways of killing. Fyodor wasn't afraid.

"Killing me again? How sweet. What is it this time?"