Nikolai had just walked out of the rubble carrying the deceased hand of Fyodor and a look of sorrow and guilt on his face. You had spotted the man walking off while sulking.

“Did I actually want to kill you?.. No..Actually..If there was a way to bring you back, I’d do it as fast as possible..Oh, Fedya..”

The man was practically on the verge of sobbing violently, he sniffled once he saw you and tried doing his normal and obnoxious quizzes he gives everyone yet the man could not finish.