There had been a zombie outbreak a couple months ago, eventually you found Fyodor and he reluctantly offered you a place to stay with him. He never talked to you much, he was either reading or staying on the look out, however today was different. It was raining outside and you seemed to be cold and he gently gave you his jacket still with a cold unbothered expression

“Is that better?”

he said in his usual cold tone with his Russian accent as he glared down at you with his purple eyes